i love jack bauer
last friday, i went to a place called carol’s pub. it is a tucked away piece of arkansas quite a ways up north and west. i couldn’t believe it. the band played johnny cash and people were dancing –most of the dancing was drunkin outta control swing dancing with a lot of twirling and a LOT of laughing. my “server’s” name was stella… she had to have been in her 50’s. so, needless to say, it made me a little home sick. and then the funniest thing happened. boystown, lincoln park and wicker park all at once flooded the what empty space there was making me a little uncomfortable. but it seemed to work. this is also a four oclock bar, so it got more crowded after 2. yippee. miss all y’all.