The Russian Bar

I don't remember the last time I went to a bar and had a good time.  However, last night I had an itch to get out of the house.  The friends and I headed down the street to this wonderful little dive bar called the Web House.  It is a small room, with a max capacity of probably 50, tops.  The room only had three tables, and about nine seats along the bar.  Even the cover band was fun, giggling and laughing at the silly 80s requests that drunk people were shouting out.  Closing out my tab was quite pleasing, just over $9 for seven beers!  Can't beat that.  I think I spent more money playing erotic photo hunt.

This morning, I enjoyed being hungover, and I think my kitty dug it, too.  She was all cuddly, and I enjoyed every second of it.