Sacco's NY Social Lounge

“Screw Sacco' I want the mug.”

“You have to screw sacco to get one?”

“Haha, "Nimbleweenie"...that's a scary name alright!”

“Oh, I don't think this is THAT kind of lounge!”

“It will be though. Poles are going in now for the dancers. Hope to have some bare skin in here by Halloweener”

“Polka your eyes out?”

“I totally wish some of you were closer to me. Anyone else want to go out for happy hour? Just discoverd a great bar in town that I want to check out on a Friday afternoon. It's built in an old boiler factory. Big bricked rooms with huge wood bar and 40 foot ceilings.

Anyway, I'm in the mood for some spirits. Set me up, please.”

“Cool. I would, but the drive home's a beach...”

“Hey Ruby Dooby, I'm waiting for that voodoo child Gem right now.

She has some bisiness in my town and when she is finished we are going with some of my boys for sushi.
I believe we will have a drink too.......I'm ready......six days and no day off.”

“Just a quick one for me. I had two here at school for our Friday after school social and I have to see Bob and Gilles about goose hunting in the morning.”

“Lucky duck, Marko!!! It's been over a year since I had sushi with Gem. Tell her I said hi!


Hurrumph....none of my nearby Hoosiers seem to be around--CMB, Spirit, WoundedKnee.”

“I will tell her you said, hi!

She bailed out on a Vermont trip in July, but she's actually in Maryland now!

I've got her cornered!

Ha ha !!”

“Well come on down to Indy, and me and Thrifty can show you how to party in the Circle City.
Did I mention that I deal with hotels for a living? I could maybe hook you and John up.”

“Seriously? It just so happens that we are going to Indy to the Adam's Mark Hotel for some sort of military banquet in November. (Darn it...just realized it's the same weekend that we were planning to go camping with Birch and Sass--dang Army).”

“By the airport? What dates?”

“Yes. The banquet is on November 11. I don't know if Jon wants to stay there at that hotel (I imagine that he would) and I don't know if he wants to go down for Friday and Saturday night or just Saturday. Probably will depend on when his new position starts with the Guard.”

“I may be able to get you a Suite about a mile away for $49 + tax. That probably beats what the Adams Mark is offering as a package deal. I don't know. They make a killing on those banquet pkgs. but the truth is it has started to go down hill a little in the past years. Not exactly as nice as it used to be. Not really bad, but could use a little more for the price they usually get from the average person off the street. If you are interested shoot me an e-mail and let me know. If you decide to come in Friday, maybe we could all meet for dinner or something. That would be fun.”

“email coming your way, Meangreen”

“Right on.

Now what ya drinking? Basil Haydens right?”

“You've got a good memory. Double please, straight up.”

“That's why I remembered. Impressive.
I think I'll have one with ya. Sounds mighty good on a cool night.”

“Soooooooooo smooth and warm going down. I am very happy that the half bottle remaining is at my house instead of Jon's. This isn't just a pseudo drink tonight.”

“Awww! You had to go and make me jealous! Now I'm gonna have to go to the store. Oh well I'm off in 5 min. Be good. Later all!”

“Open for business. Chili, what you drinking? It's on the house.”

“Scotch on the rocks. And keep them coming.

Hey, when do the chicks show up?”

“Cement Mixers all around!”

“I understand some Duke LaCrosse players are having a party. Wanna crash it?”

“Kinda quiet in here today.”

“Quiet? Just wait until we suck down a few more of these drinks.

The we can all sing David Allen Coe songs together.”

“Forget it, I cannot keep it all straight.

Free beer for all!”

“I really, really want a Newcastle right about now. Alas, none to be had. I might have a hard cider hiding in the corner cabinet though. I'll have to go look.”

“I feel good this morning. Better than I have felt in at least three months!”

“You drank 2 bottles of scotch man, you ought to feel like #&%!$!”

“Maybe it was really good scotch!”

“Well maybe if Sacco didn't water down the booze so much, he would.”

“Well that's good news, Chili!

Aren't any of you bums disgusted by the Cement Mixers?? It's Irish Cream mixed with lemon juice in your mouth...imagine the curdling! Total technicolor yawn.”

“You must have missed me throwing mine in the trash lyra.”

“What a waste of perfectly nasty alcohol!”

“No one will ever accuse me of alcohol abuse. I don't waste a drop.”

“Why is it that Lyra comes up with the most gag-a-moose-er-ific drinks??
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“Ever hear of a irish car bomb?”

“I knew I could count on you, chili.

Guess I'm just talented, MarkO!”

“I have heard of it, WK...never tried it though. I think it would taste good, but it just sounds so thick! It sounds like so much liquid to drink, with so little alcohol content, too...a whole Guinness with a shot of Irish Cream, right?”

“Lyra, with your obvious talent you may find artistic success with barf on canvas.”

“Oh, Jameson too! Okay, I'll try one.”

“I think I'll pass. I don't care for stout.”

“Check the link out. It is basically a boilermaker with some Bailey's added.

While I was out in CA 5 years ago, working on a documentary, this was the hottest drink at the bar. It's true that if you don't chug it, you will be forced to drink something that tastes like sewage.”

“I want my beer and whiskey on separate days. Hell, I prefer to have them on separate weeks.”

“Ruby would like one of these. he he he he!”