Last night, just like last Sunday, I had a nearly overpowering urge to write something stupid. So last night, just like last Sunday, I went over to Louisville instead.
I started out at The Pub where I had a couple of yummy Newcastles (2838) and talked with some dude from North Carolina.
Next I had a Great Lakes Edmund Fitzgerald Porter (164), which I hadn't noticed when I first went in or it might have been all I had.
Then I went to The Hard Rock and talked to CoolHairGirl. It was sort of dead in there. I had like three Diet Cokes, and then one of those Winter's Bourbon Cask Ales (36), then another Diet Coke.
It was a nice relaxing evening. I wish I'd have taken my notebook with me though. Then I could have written something stupid in it.