Well, we had some specials planned for this weekend and then Roger Goodell had to go and mess it up. No ranting about how crappy it is to give the Bill 6 days of rest, they’ll do just fine up in the mountains, so making snacks for the watch party will take the place of specials. And then Saturday night is Jessyca’s birthday party, so double the fun! Our regular menu will be available all weekend, of course, so come on down and shake the snow off.
“Last Call”
A giant bird-
of-paradise
has climbed the bar:
in this paradise
there are no flowers,
no flowers at all.
When Happy Hour
becomes Last Call—
Adam in drag
our royalty—
we buy her gin
for eternity
(an unseen deejay
scores the years
with pulsing music
of the spheres).
Now the queen has gone,
gone again
in search of love,
in search of sin.
It’s closing time.
You were not at fault.
I drain my glass
and lick the salt.
–Randall Mann
