alcohol – Only I Stand Here

Short Thought 062

Why don’t I own a hip flask?

I’m precisely the kind of person that would and should own a hip flask. I feel like I’m always finding myself in situations where owning a hip flask would drastically improve my circumstances. Yet, here I am. Hip flask-less.

Get it together Travis.

Barwatch – Episode 003

Real people. Imaginary conversations. These are their stories.
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Barwatch – Episode 002

Real people. Imaginary conversations. These are their stories.
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Barwatch – Episode 001

As long time readers will know, I often find myself in bars.

Here in my bar, I feel drunkest of all — Here in my bar, I feel safest of all, I can drink all the beers, It’s the only way to live, In bars

Bars/pubs/saloons/taverns/inns, call them what you will. Sitting in a comfortable bar watching the world go by while nursing a beer, or bourbon as the case may be, is my idea of bliss.

I’m also an avid watcher of people.

Often these two worlds collide and I find myself inventing little backstories for my fellow patrons. This is that.
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Real people. Imaginary conversations. These are their stories.

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Short Thought 036

For the last few days I have spent a vast majority of my time slowly sipping from a bottle of beer at a swim up bar in the tropical paradise that is Bali.

Tough gig I know.

Bliss — It’s a dirty job but someone’s gotta do it.

As I’m sitting here people watching, as is my way, it slowly dawns on me that a great many of my fellow beer sipping compatriots have been sipping beer at this swim up bar for a great many hours.

All without ever leaving the pool.

This leads to a most interesting implication.

How many litres of this crystal clear water is actually liver distilled, beer infused urine?

Probably best not to think about it…

Short Thought 030

Every time I go to the bathroom in one of my favourite local bars I look up at the plaster repair job above the urinal and can’t help but feel I’m being watched.

TeddyBearPicnic — Go home Teddy Bear, I’m drunk.

Short Thought 029

So I was sitting at a bar, minding my own business, when suddenly a random guy appeared out of nowhere and took the seat immediately to my right. Which I found somewhat peculiar because I was sitting alone in a booth.