I know it’s freezing outside… Friday, Dec 11 2009 

…but I have a brand new, fabulously fashionable ruffled taffeta jacket that is so awesome I won’t want to take it off, so I’m braving the elements and going out on the town on Friday 11 December. I’m not promising that I’ll make it to THE NEXT BAR! at the end of the evening, because most of the cavorting will be in and around the Union Square/Tenderloin area. An art gallery with an impending demise, an upscale downtown whiskey joint, dive bar pool, and some starlight are all planned before a late-night bite in an alleyway swank spot. So, winding up at Gravity will surely be a rude anti-climax. Still and all, my coat should really be seen by as many folks as possible, so I’m not ruing anything out.

You bet your ass there was a Holiday Lark V, 2009 Friday, Dec 11 2009 

Holiday Lark, V is all se went almost according to plan: the festivities commenced at the Willie Nelson show in Las Vegas on Saturday 5 December. I‘ll be wearing one of my latest $300 designer dresses wore something else — with cowboy boots (why did I think it would be anything but freezing in the desert in December?). The plan is was to party ’til dawn, and then drive out to that wacky glass bridge and watch the sun come up. But, it was more of a leisurely drive out there in time for an unforgettable sunset. Been there, or…, got the shot glass, be jealous.

Going forward with this month of merriment, you better not pout, cry, shout, or blink because The Hostess is roaring has roared back into town with some changes for Bars By The Book Land. (There’s actually already been at least one alteration on this ridiculous blog…are you astute enough to ascertain it?) And no, she is not going to be filling you in on her whereabouts these long, mysteriously silent months. Either you took the time and made the effort to find out what I was up to and you are privy to the juicy details or…you didn’t. Do the math.

Consider this an open invitation to the Holiday Lark, V arrange your schedule according to mine sooner or later. See you in Vegas around, then. Or not.

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