Okay, friends, I am now a bar owner. I’m that guy. I’m pouring drinks, kissing hands and shaking babies. I’m signing paychecks, fer crissake. I’m the motherfucking man. So far, I think I’m being a good man at it, a good boss, a good neighborhood and wider community guy, and I’m even not minding it so much, even liking it, although the responsibility of making sure people get paid (some misguided soul decided to make me the payroll/hr guy) make me very edgy. Life should be becoming a little more stable in the coming weeks, and I shall begin to more thoroughly address my and the greater world’s manhood on a more regular basis, for those of you who were holding your breath. Having trouble uploading files to the old site today, so if you wanna see pictures, try this. If you wanna come to any of our gala events next week, try this, and call us for reservations at 413-863-2866.