Monday, April 13, 2009

The Virgin Sturgeon


Last week was my first visit to our new bar. Nick/Dylan/Cj discovered it and it seems to have all the necessary components for a respectable hangout.

1) it's close and convenient. within walking distance from Dylan/CJ's apartment. (and for a bar, within walking distance is a matter of public safety)

2) it's all about public safety. :)


3) it's a bar right on the river














4) it's a restaraunt











5) it's a marina!













6) you have to walk down an airport boarding tunnel to get into the building

7) it's inhabitants are old gentleman sailors
















8) it's totally hidden from the rest of sacramento and the world.

9) Busy enough to be enjoyable, social, and still in business.

10) isolated enough that there places available to sit when you go in late on a Friday night



















and lastly...
i just know that i will come across some sketchy individuals that sit me down one stormy night to tell me a true story I never could have imagined. i, a naive little girl, will be lectured by a wrinkled, and traumatized old sailer who insists I listen to him and be the one to buy him more drinks. I will get way in over my head and probably cursed. I also hope to wittness a sea monster in the distant fig while drinking a beer in the cold. (or a hard, hot, apple cider is more like it)


What adventures await us...

My Letter of Beatles Titles

Dear Prudence,

Do you want to know a secret? I’ve got a feeling I’ll be back, In spite of all the danger.

I should have known better. A taste of honey can’t buy me love.Come and get it, Boys!

Come together! Tell me what you see! Every little thing don’t ever change.

I’m so tired, Because the night before don’t let me down. A shot of rhythm and blues

from me to you-That means a lot. 12-bar ogirinal Searchin’ For no one.

Ask me why another girl don’t bother me.

She said, she said,Please, please me.” Ain’t she sweet?

Oh darling -That’ll be the day. She came in through the bathroom window.-Devil in her heart.

Run for your life! Free as a bird!

Shout, “Not Guilty! Not Guilty!”

Honey Don’t. Slow down! Wait!

Real love don’t pass me by. You (The fool on the hill) like me too much

Mr. moonlight, Not a second time. (this bird has flown)

I’ll follow the sun. I don’t want to spoil the party.

I forgot to remember to forget: What goes on...It’s only love.


-Good Day Sunshine


P.S. I love you