I won’t be posting for the next few days (yeah, I know that may come as some surprise), but I thought I’d leave you all with this news. Looks like we’re headed back to the moon. Well, in about six or seven years.
Engineers at the Marshall Space Flight Center will oversee the development of NASA’s next-generation lunar rocket, a companion cargo rocket and a new lunar lander, officials said Monday.
Hey, we went by that 80 East Pub and Grille last night, and were a bit disappointede. While they are open, and did have live music (nice), they aren’t living up to the pub side of things, because apparenetly they don’t have a beer license yet. What they do have is well dressed people wearing all black ready to sit you down at a little table and charge you 24 dollars for a 7 oz steak.
What this town needs is a damn bar. Not an overpriced small restaraunt. What we need is a place with a stage so these local bands that the Observer is front paging can actually play a show in the hometown without it being at little Jimmy’s birthday party. It needs to be dimly lit, clean, and comfortable. I’d rather not see a TV, but if we have to bow to convention and have it, it wouldn’t be constantly blaring monster truck pulls on espn2 like you see at all these sports bars.
It’d have a pool table or two, a little foosball, and a kick ass jukebox. It ain’t gonna serve a lot of food, mostly appetizers. Maybe cheesesticks, tater skins, and perhaps an overpriced plate of chicken strips if you’re that hungry/drunk.
Most importantly, its going to have a row of beers on tap that would make your jaw drop. Sure, it’ll stock Bud or Coors or whatever domestic swill these plebes like to drink, but it’ll have some kick ass microbrews (are they still called that?), both foreign and domestic.
Hell yeah dude. Thats what I call a freakin pub. And THATS exactly what this town needs.