Sunday, September 22, 2013

At some point we left the bar


but no one is sure when.



Bouchercon winds to a close today.

The Albany gendarmes are glad. The bartenders are too.

5 comments:

JeffO said...

I don't know, I imagine the bartenders' tips got bigger the longer the night went on...

Lance said...

But how much local color can a bartender dispense in one weekend?

french sojourn said...

Or as a German friend of mine was fond of saying:

schreienden Katze Kater

I pray you didn't feel this way.

*screaming cat hangover

donnaeverhart.com said...

*Screaming cat hangover...* Ouch. It even hurts to say it.

My idea of drinking is a beer. Maybe two. But...I've had my share of can't pick up my own two feet to walk properly sort of drunk, but it's been a while. Maybe too long.

Carolynnwith2Ns said...

I look like that cat after Thanksgiving dinner.