Pub crawls as tourist attraction

Some like food tours. Some like bar tours. Specific tours, tailored to specific interests, are a good way to see a new place and guarantee you meet like minded individuals. In Singapore the pub crawl to attend, to see the best of Boat Quay, and meet the most amazing people, is http://www.facebook.com/pubcrawlsg. Hope to see you there!

Irony

Irony is me coaching someone through their first sober week. Yup.

Foodie friends

Bar friends who are foodie friends are awesome! I brought some slow cooked ginger tangerine pork shoulder experiment to the bar and in exchange got a bagful of fresh mangosteen fruit and Japanese sweet potato!

The downside

We meet amazing people in bars. Really amazing people. Smart people, funny people, rich people, incredibly skilled people, poor people making the best of a bad thing, people who will be friends for life. We also meet terrible people. Angry drunks, folks who vomit on the toilet, try to punch us, send me text messages at 4am telling me they are being arrested, call us names. Alcohol brings out the best and the worst in humans. It's all valuable life experience!

Fixing up friends

This isn't a bar post but it is a drunk post. Don't fix up a friend with a friend. It's horrible texts forever. If someone says they want a fuck buddy, it's a fucking trap. Literally. Don't do it. Trust me.

And then....

...sometimes the folks you meet at a bar are a nightmare. The kind of person that's is fun for awhile, then you realize they are a plain old alcoholic. Lose their credit card, lose their money, lose their job, lose their wife. Always tell the same stories. Always have a sob story. Touch you for a round every time they see you. Call you buddy or mate or pal while they take a cigarette from your new pack. That shit gets old. Shoot me if I or the Husband ever becomes that. Seriously. Consider this my "living will" statement of intent.

Accidental drunk

Sometimes you don't mean it, didn't try, ooops, You're drunk. Eating food helps to prevent this. The Wife forgets this bit sometimes. She doesn't like breakfast, it's too much work. Waking up near noon makes it lunch anyway, right? Suddenly the balance of food vs booze is an imbalance. That's right, lunch booze. Late dinner. Fuck. Drunk. Long story short, eat fuckers. Soup, noodles, taco, what the fuck ever. EAT.