Sunday, March 13, 2011

Drinking at Junior's


Saturday afternoons are the only safe time for us old geezers and the remainder of the northenders to meet and drink at Juniors... after 6 or so, the younger crowd comes in. And weekday afternoons are haunted by all the young lawyers from downtown. So Saturdays, about 2-6 is our time.

The participants bring a high level of intellectual discussion to the beer and wine. And, certainly, we are all (and all that's left of?) left leaning, quasi anarcho socialists. Unfortunately, because of our leanings, modern culture drives us to drink to cope... and more than a few bright minds are now on a downward spiral, if surviving at all. Sometimes Saturdays at Juniors is like live obits... and last Saturday toasted the fallen Steve Hall and the impending demise of notorious northender, Robbie.

But we endure as well as we can...

First, the sacrament...


And the artists...


Some regulars...



Sometimes we are blessed with a pretty young woman down at the other end of the bar...


And sometimes the action outside gets interesting... I missed a better pic of the babe in the blue dress as she strutted back and forth in the crosswalk for her filmmaker friend.


And a younger generation finds the Saturday atmosphere intellectually pleasing...


And the "geezer" ski bums (true!)...


A stupid self portrait...


And our regular bartender and confidant, back after a prolonged illness...


Until next Saturday (if in town, that is)...

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