The Dallas Mystery Unfolds
OK, so after my inebriation of last Friday I have pieced together why I seemed to have agreed to go to Dallas. It's all very simple.
Stu announced he would be spending upwards of 6 weeks there this year as a result of work. It was at this point I think mentioned I wasn't going abroad this year.
He then chose to reveal that when he travels to Dallas for work, he gets given a suite and if I wanted I could go out and occupy the spare room for the duration of my visit. Not much of a mystery I'm afraid, I was kind of hoping I'd bumped into a rich heiress and we were having some kind of assignation.
Apparently there is a bar that has a gazillion beers on tap and if you have one of each in a single sitting, you win some kind of prize....
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YOU'RE COMING TO DALLAS????
The bar you refer to is on this strip of bars. It's called Stan's Blue Note. It was a big hangout for Dave and I when we were serious boozeaholics.
I love my word verification: splaing.
Apparently it is a definite possibility. It all depends on when Stu goes out there, how much notice I get and whether or not work give me the monies they have promised me!
I'm still piecing together the details, it was a long night:
http://rantamatt.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday.html
So. what are the chances of Dave and Jo reliving the boozeaholic stage for one night only? :D
And what's the prize? Contribution towards the funeral costs or a new liver?
We could be coaxed into a night reliving our boozeaholic era.
The prize is rather disenchanting, really. It's a Tee shirt that says you drank every beer Stan's has and you survived it.
Bleurgh. I don't like the stuff, but drink one for me when you meet up!
If I do, I will! Still in the agreeing to do something whilst drunk stage right now!
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