We also planted some seeds for the goth garden and the vegetable garden. Artemisia absinthium, love lies bleeding, tomatoes, peppers...
Then in the evening, a group of us honored the anniversary of edgyspice's nativity by getting our drink on all over the Wessside. Thanks be to aaronjv for setting the itinerary and to colleenky for her oh so socially acceptable medical condition that prevents her from drinking alcohol. She volunteered to drive a passel of inebriates about in our rented maxivan (they were out of minivans, so we got the upgrade).
Edgyspice has perfected her hollow leg technique - either that or some sort of psychic thing where she teleports the contents of her gut into Aaron's.
Saints & Sinners - Angel Dust (edgy was treated to a golden shower)
A quick walk to Rae's Lounge, for a beer
Off to Tito's, where some of us nipped up to Cinema Bar, where the bartender, Finney(?), treated us very nicely. I had a shot of Don Julio añejo, and the conversation turned to bad scotch, and Finney gave us a free pour of the worst scotch they offered there. It wasn't noxious, but not a quality beverage. Cinema Bar is cute & tiny.
We reconvened at the van and consumed the Tito's bounty.
Next up, Liquid Kitty. Nice drink list, but too loud. I had a Lolita & bought the birthday girl a Key Lime martini. I also noticed that they had absinthe on the menu, so I plied her (& rizwank & myself) with Kübler, in the hopes of interesting effects. The Kübler is pretty strong on the anise and pretty short on anything else, or so I found.
We stepped into the Arsenal, but it was packed, and the atmosphere held nothing for us, so on to the Alibi Room, which I'd always been curious about when we lived a few blocks away, but had never stepped inside. It looked like a dive, and apparently it was, but they renovated it last year, and it's pretty cool. A fairly hip, young crowd with lots of women for Aaron to talk to at the bar. I had a martini, and some quantity of the communal Boddington's. Riz was getting sleepy and Edgy's zippers weren't going any further, so pretty soon the drunk-van was dropping people off. I'm pretty much none-the-worse for wear this morning.
Irrelevantly, I made an icon out of this photo.