...busting up my brains for the words

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Heading on down to Keegan's

An excuse to drink some ales and play silly trivia.
Keegan's is loud and abrasive on Trivia night. It's almost impossible to hear what anybody is saying, yet everyone expects you to. The questions are blatantly skewed with an Irish bias, favoring the guy wearing pointy green shoes, a little green cap with a 4-leaf clover in its band and holding a pipe. But I can't think of any German or Swedish pubs that host parties for bloggers.
But I doubt that any other pub could have a more gracious and kind owner as Terry.

What the hell. See ya there, I hope.


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