Thursday, July 26, 2007

pissed and pissed off

Fair enough I've had half a dozen shots or so of sambucca. And its been a long week. But Jesus Christ I've had a gutful.

Worked all bloody night to have the pub looking tip top. Candles, little bowls of lollies on the tables, a very decent act from Melbourne playing after Trivia (free entry mind, these guys are a $12 ticket on all the other shows on the tour), $4.50 pints in happy hour and you'd think a few would turn up. Did they fuck.

40 or so happy souls filtered in for a night that honestly deserved at least 150. I've had enough. The general public can go fuck themselves. I know I should roll wth the punches and I generally do but there comes a point where I think I'm past running a fucking charity. Fuck this I'm going to do more shots.

Monday, July 16, 2007


It snowed in Ballarat this morning. When I rolled out of bed at 9 this morning (with a full bladder and a sore head) big fat feathery flakes were whirling around the back yard. I dragged Lize out of bed and we stood out in the freezing cold air digging the awesomeness of snow.It happens so rarely its kind of thrilling. It settled for an hour or so then sadly the rain started pissing down and ruined the effect. But for a little while we had our own winter wonderland.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Christmas in July

One of our barstaff Roisin is out here from Galway living with her lad Jamie 'the Frog' O'Neill. They're a lovely couple. I've known Froggy since the Bridge Mall Inn days when he drummed for psych rockers the Silmarils, who've since mutated into the Red Cents. Anyhoo, Ro has slotted in really well to the bar. She's a real gun behind the jump and great fun to booze with after work.She's become great mates with Nick, Jules and Lize so when the cold weather made her homesick and put her in mind of Christmas the idea of a Christmas in July was jumped at. Ro and Froggy are pretty skint (the bar's her only job and Froggys doing his PHD) but they managed to put on one of the most heartwarming and plain fun nights I've had in ages.

I cooked a big fuck off ham for the night - basted in orange juice and glazed with seed mustard it went down a treat and was visually arresting. Liam snagged a massive turkey (4.5k boned!!) and there were other meats, masses of roast vegetables, gravy and Ro's steaming cauldron of mulled wine, plus a few bottles, beers and hot whiskies. Massive. Oh yeah and Jules made mud cake for afters. There was a dozen of us there ranging from 19 - 36 and it was kind of sweet to see a bunch of what are essentially Gen X/Y misfits acting like family in our own way. No sleaziness or fights. Singing beatles tunes on Froggies old guitar and the girls dancing around the lounge room to Stevie Wonder. Warmed the cockles it did. And made me feel happier than I have in a while.

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

smoke free, wet and other stuff

Well it's the first week of smoke free bars in sunny Victoria. There hasn't been as much upheaval as we thought thus far but it is early days I guess. Data from Ireland suggests it's the country "real" pubs that get hit hardest so we shall see. Reading the Snug blog this arvo the writer suggested a number of around 500 rural pub closures over there since the bans kicked in 3 years ago. Speaking selfishly hopefully our little band venue/late night watering hole doesn't get hit too hard.

Went to Murphy's on monday to test the vibe - it does seem weird to be leaving the bar when you want a fag. I reckon I was a bit on edge and drank less as a consequence. Also checked out gambling palace Zagames where Cossie observed the outdoor smoking area was preferable for the lack of slot machine noise and the lack of bug eyed gimps (his words) staring at you after they've flushed a weeks wages down the slots.

I've had a bugger of a toothache for the last three days and have been wandering about in a codeine daze. The rain seems very soothing thru the fug and hell there seems to be plenty of it.Lakes Entrance where Lize and I used to holiday in our pre pub days has had a mini New Orleans style flood and the rains showing no signs of abating here.