It looked like he pushed him. With seconds ticking off the clock, Michael Jordan crossed over Bryon Russell and drained a 20-footer to take the lead from the Utah Jazz in Game 6 of the 1998 Finals. I was at my mother’s house in Las Vegas screaming at the television and I wasn’t alone. Everyone … Continue reading
Tip of the hat to everybody who showed up to the Pre-Turkey Drink-a-thon at Keys On Main. It was a good night. I am sure all of the holiday shots I poured made for some rough mornings but it was all done for a good cause. We raised a couple of ducats and a bunch … Continue reading
It must be real nice to be European. Specifically, it must be real nice to be German. It must be nice to come to our country and utilize our National Park system, berate bartenders and tip nothing. It must be real nice to think that the sun never sets on the German Empire and that … Continue reading
If he was the lead in a Saturday Night Live sketch, Loren Michaels would say tone it down. He was over six feet tall with broad shoulders. He was sporting a frosted-tipped buzz cut, tattoos covering his bulging arms and a cross the size Jesus of Nazareth carried up Golgotha. His snap-buttoned shorts-sleeved shirt was … Continue reading
Before opening The Woodshed, I used to joke to myself that the only employee handbook I would ever have would be two DVDs. One would be a copy of the 1988 classic, Cocktail, starring Tom Cruise, Bryan Brown and Elisabeth Shue. The other would be the stunning 1989 masterpiece, Roadhouse, with Patrick Swayze, Sam Elliott … Continue reading
Hope you had a good Halloween. I did. For the first time since we’ve moved into the house, I was home on the 31st of October and was able to hand out candy with Erin. We spent Monday night carving pumpkins, eating BBQ, drinking whiskey, watching the new Pearl Jam documentary, PJ20, and handing out … Continue reading
When my only two customers are middle-aged white guys in golf shirts drinking Johnny Walker Black on the rocks, she was definitely a ray of sunshine. It was a slow at the club last week. I could offer a handful of theories why it wasn’t busier but it just came down to the fact that … Continue reading
I am a die-hard Detroit Lions fan. Actually, that’s not true. I have been a fan of the Lions since August when I finished reading George Plimpton’s Paper Lion (Lyons Press, 1966). I have never been a big football fan. I didn’t play in high school and I never really caught the football fanaticism in … Continue reading
I am four deep at the bar. My shirt is soaked through with sweat, beer, cocktails and people’s spit yelling at me to get them a drink. We’re running dangerously low on glassware and I am almost out of ice. The mound of fruit cut for garnish is quickly disappearing either in drinks or people’s … Continue reading
I went to college at the University of Nevada Reno (UNR). It is pretty common for kids growing up in Las Vegas to head north and kids graduating high school from Reno to go to UNLV. UNR was awesome. Until meeting Erin, it was the best years of my life. From writing for The Sagebrush, … Continue reading
