Pub Crawl: No Somos Nada

How on Earth could a day so beautiful be so dull?  It’s hard to comprehend why we, as people or whatever, decided that work and paying rent and buying food was far more important that just waking up and enjoying the day.  What I think happened is that a lot of people decided that the best way for them to be able to wake up and enjoy the day was to make sure that other people would wake up and hate their alarm clocks and traffic and themselves and each other and more or less just pass time waiting to die.  Now, I’m not technically a revolutionary but that ‘s only because I don’t trust revolutionaries.  It would suck for me to go to the revolution meeting because I would know that before the whole thing was over someone was going to get purged and it wasn’t going to be me.  But look at what people do.  We, for lack of a better term, produce wealth.  But who do we produce wealth for?  And for this production of wealth we get what? money.  Just paper with numbers printed on it.  Instead of going out and working and producing wealth that we never see we get numbers that, when they’re all added up, still don’t equal enough for us to live without having to hate our alarm clocks and traffic and ourselves and each other.  Maybe we should embrace one another and instead steer our malice toward those whose asses grow fat on the blood of our brow.

Godfrey’s Pub Crawl,  part bar, part radio show, parts unknown.  Featuring Meredith, our “Bartender to the Stars” and her gaggle of misfits, malcontents, ne’er do wells, once-functional alcoholics and anyone with testicles (or congruent lady parts) enough to give us a ring.  Just like your local tavern, we’ll be talking to- and behind the backs of- interesting people from all crawls of life, all while we pour drinks from our bottomless fountain of genteel indignation.  So grab your stool and belly-up ’cause the bar is set, low… REAL low.

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