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This week is our Pubnight founder Stuart's email choosing his birthday PN in 2 cities (this is what he chose for NYC). Read on to get a good history of how the drinking began.
After four and a half years of pubnights, finally my birthday falls on a Wednesday. Not that this ever stopped me from choosing pubnight locations in the past. Over the past 10 months, I haven't been the person with the great responsibility of the weekly pubnight email, so most of you have been lucky enough not to have my ramblings showing up in your in-box on Tuesday afternoons (or Wednesday mornings (or Wednesday afternoons)). But this week, it's my turn to talk. Not that I really have much to say. 33 isn't really a landmark year and, aside from a random reference on Rolling Rock bottles, doesn't really have any significance (maybe the last palindromic age of the first third of my life expectancy?).
(pubnight nyc - Feel free to use this email for PubNight #216 or feel free to ignore it completely and go somewhere in Staten Island.)
Without reminiscing too much about the pubnight marriages (K&D, S&L, A&R, M&V, J&L?), pubnight babies (Matthew & Catherine - there must be some others...), pubnight flings (see above), pubnight breakups (too many and too dangerous to list), and pubnight holiday parties, I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks to all of you who joined me in a beer or a martini and thanks to Kris, Petro, Jay and Dan for keeping the tradition alive. Whoops, almost forgot to mention - no, Laura's not pregnant.
Over 500 different people have been to pubnights in New York and Portland. You'd think that there would be several hookups (or at least random snoggings) among our large family, but, aside from a few couples showing up, the only people that have really met a soul-mate (or at least a snog-mate) at pubnight have been: Kris, Petro, Jay, and Dan. Do you see a pattern there? Maybe you should volunteer to send out the next email. You never know...
What's the real story? As a wise man once answered, "Boy meets beer. Boy drinks beer. Boy gets another beer." And thus pubnight.
Where are we going? To the best beer bars and the raisons d'etre of pubnight. For the Portland crowd, that of course means Brewpubs and local Maine beers. For the New York crowd, since you folks don't have any brewpubs worth mentioning, it means good beer bars.
And at the stroke of midnight - assuming we're all in a Stone Coast ,
Stoned Crow or a Blind Tiger, raise your glasses high and toast pubnight
itself - and remember, if you're working too hard to go out on
Wednesdays, quit your damn job.
Drink good stuff and travel safely.
33 years in the making, this is your pubnight host signing off...
Cheers,
- stuart