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.
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5 comments:

  1. JeffO9/22/13, 9:13 AM

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

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  2. Lance9/22/13, 10:51 AM

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

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  3. french sojourn9/22/13, 11:25 AM

    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

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  4. Anonymous9/22/13, 5:17 PM

    *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.

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  5. Carolynnwith2Ns9/22/13, 8:52 PM

    I look like that cat after Thanksgiving dinner.

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