septentrion=the north. That’s my word of the day. Pretty cool. I’ve never heard of it before. How does this fit in with the rest of my entry this morning? This is what I wanted to say to the dweeb at Bamboo Cafe who put his cigarette out on their floor last night “Take Off You Hoser”…heh.
The Bamboo is a small bar with big drinks. And lots and lots of smokers. What I want to know is why does the first light of a cigarette smell so good and then after that it smells so bad?
We used to go to the Bamboo and drink like fiends but now that we live more than 30 minutes away instead of 30 steps away we have dinner and a couple of drinks. The food there is great but if you live in Richmond pretend like I didn’t say that because I don’t want to have to wait for a table while all you West Enders brave the big bad Fan.
Here’s a disturbing revelation I’ve recently had. I think I’m slightly allergic to Bass Ale. I get all stuffy headed when I drink it. Last night I had Rolling Rock and even though there wasn’t a bit of fresh air in the bar and I was practically high from all the smoke, I hardly had any stuffy head feeling. Saturday I drank a couple of Bass on my screen porch and could hardly breathe through my nose. That’s not the first time I’ve noticed this problem. What’s a girl to do when her favorite beer makes her have the sniffles? Blow her nose that’s what.