Drunk Travel Log

[Dear Booze]

Now joined by two mid-20s girls. One is drinking a shot of hornitos with a pineapple juice back (?), the other, a Pacifico.

Man-bun just discovered that gavity is a harsh mistress.

Toothless Indian chick is back.

[Dear Booze]

I just overheard the two mid-20s girls say, hey quit eavesdropping.

[Dear Booze]

Mid-20s girls just left. They dislike me. I'm drunky.

Probably a little creepy too.

Just joined by Fat Idiot Guy and Daddy's Little Dsappointment Girl.

[Dear Booze]

That guy who runs the comic book store on The Simpsons just walked in. He's arguing about Thor. "He's not a real super hero. He's only powerful if he picks up the hammer."

[Dear Booze]

Mid-20s girls just left. They dislike me. I'm drunky.

Probably a little creepy too.

Just joined by Fat Idiot Guy and Daddy's Little Dsappointment Girl.

[oldsmartskunk]

Try adding some of your man mustard in the beard area, that usually attracts women!

[Dear Booze]

Apparently, 10:00 is the time at which the young hipsters invade Segovias. FUCK! Just when the bartender and I were having a meaningful conversation about mandolins and the movie " Four Rooms".

[Dear Booze]

One more for the road.

[Dear Booze]

Okay. One more.

[Dear Booze]

This ship has lost its ability to navigate from its bridge.

[mistah willies]

Segovia's is better. I'm now drinking with a toothless Indian lady, a toothless bearded guy, a construction worker, and a hipster. This, folks, is the Monterey version of The Village People.

Hehehe nice

[Dear Booze]

It's noon and I'm starting the day back at Crown & Anchor. It's a very different crowd from last night. Day drinkers, businessmen, and day-drinking businessmen.

[Dear Booze]

Heading to the bar at the Sardine Factory.



This is the place where Clint Eastwood hung out and drank and played piano.

[Dear Booze]

Back at Segovias with some coworkers. We are all shitty.

[Dear Booze]

Last night turned out to be rougher than expected. My coworkers and I ended up playing dice for drinks and I ended up winning (or losing - it's all a matter of perspective) too many hands. I should have known that it wouldn't end well when the bartender broke out the Absinthe.