Regulars Don’t Wait Outside

The last time I considered myself a regular in a bar was back in 2008 and it was at a shitty little joint in Oceanside, California by the name of The Beach Club. It wasn’t fancy, the music was decent, and at this moment I can tell you I probably never knew my bartender on any given evening by first name.

Life is surreal in how things change in your life, because I’m a regular at a bar. Like I know the owner, bartenders, and door man by first name. The S&M show have been frequenting this little bar by the name of Black Swan Saloon for a while now (shout out to Sarah from Venus Trapped in Mars for getting me hooked).

We ventured out again this past weekend and ended up having to wait outside of our local stomping grounds because it was so crowded that it was at the 1 out and 1 in point. As part of the S&M civic duty, we complained about how we were both too cute to be standing outside and that our favorite bartender would not be happy with us standing outside.

It didn’t take long for us to get inside and let’s just say the party really started.

Somehow we started talking about burritos, chorizo, and tacos in the most obscure manner. We met a random guy who was “the last of a dying breed” with an old school flip phone and he was a real treat to talk to. I learned that pickleback shots will cure ebola (according to a gentleman at the bar). Oh and we solidified that we practically need to move into the bar, because we will never have to wait in a line again.

All in all, the S&M show is where its at.

Group Shot S&M

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  • Reply Stephanie

    hehe gabe would never let his favorite girls wait outside in line!!

    November 25, 2014 at 10:00 am
    • Reply Mia

      Nope! He wouldn’t.

      November 25, 2014 at 11:54 am

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