Life is Beer

A beer at noon. That’s how life should be. I’m not interested in the happy hour. Too many hours leading to it go wasted without a drink, just to save a buck or two.

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Little Brown Girl in the Rain

God thought it would be nice to shower the town. Texas had suffered another scorching summer. No one expected such rain, so many walked without umbrellas along the sidewalks getting soaked. It was an excuse to play in the rain.

‘The Second Cumming of Leonard’ —Excerpt from the novel BOOZEHOUND

A vintage ’63 BMW motorcycle stands by the curb that belongs to Jarod, one of the bartenders. It’s pristine condition shows his love and obsession for the classic. Except on Mondays, the bike’s here everyday. One unfamiliar with Love’s Lounge would think the bike was the dive’s public artpiece, or as Leonard would say, pubic artpiece.