Bar
      Wars
      V
      leaves
      hundreds
      asking:
     
     
      “What
      did
      |
      do
      last
      night?”
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Remembering
      back
      to
      my
     
     
      first
      Bar
      Wars
      always
      fills
      me
      with
     
     
      such
      good
      memories.
      Waiting
      in
     
     
      the
      lobby
      of
      the
      Barn
      because
      there
     
     
      were
      too
      many
      people
      in
      the
     
     
      lounge,
      and
      then
      drinking
      with
      so
     
     
      many
      other
      people
      as
      fast
      as
      we
     
     
      could
      so
      early
      in
      the
      afternoon.
     
     
      Then
      taking
      the
      trademark
      Eastern
     
     
      School
      District
      busses
      down
      the
     
     
      Avenue,
      with
      all
      the
      windows
     
     
      down
      and
      drunken
      obscenities
     
     
      being
      unleashed
      on
      innocent
      pedes-
     
     
      trians.
      We
      went
      to
      Myron's
      first,
     
     
      and
      then
      split
      between
      Big
      Mama's
     
     
      and
      the
      Sportsman.
      Then
      we
      met
     
     
      up
      at
      the
      Sportspage.
      Maybe
     
     
      Melons
      was
      in
      there.
      Who
      knows,
     
     
      when
      you
      start
      to
      drink
      at
      2pm
     
     
      there
      is
      little
      hope
      that
      three
      years
     
     
      later
      much
      will
      be
      remembered.
     
    

    
     
      Then
      last
      year
      holds
      even
     
     
      fewer
      memories,
      other
      then
      it
      start-
     
     
      ed
      at
      The
      Wave.
      School
      buses
      were
     
     
      still
      used,
      and
      karioke
      was
      held
      at
     
     
      Inn
      on
      the
      Hill.
      But
      there
      is
      one
      —
     
     
      thing
      I
      do
      remember
      about
      last
     
    
   
   
    
     
      One
      must
      study
      with
      Yoda
      before
      approaching
      this
      level
      of
      insanity.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      year's,
      and
      that
      was
      the
      honking
     
    
   
   
    
     
      big
      snow
      storm
      that
      was
      going
      on.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Maybe
      it
      wasn't
      a
      huge
      storm,
      but
     
     
      when
      you
      are
      in
      a
      t-shirt
      that
      is
     
     
      already
      soaked
      in
      beer,
      and
      wan-
     
     
      dering
      around
      town
      in
      the
      cold,
      it
     
     
      can
      get
      nasty.
      Yet
      I'm
      sure
      that
      all
     
     
      the
      alcohol
      that
      was
      in
      everyone's
     
     
      blood
      had
      some
      sort
      of
      anti-freeze
     
     
      effect.
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
        
     
    
   
   
    
     
      That's
      me
      in
      the
      middle;
      don't
      even
      try
      to
      duplicate
      my
      skillz
     
    
   
   
    
     
      This
      year
      there
      wasn't
      such
     
     
      a
      pressing
      need
      to
      be
      fortified
      with
     
     
      copious
      amounts
      of
      booze,
      due
     
     
      mainly
      to
      it
      being
      unseasonably
     
     
      warm.
      The
      night
      started
      officially
     
     
      at
      5pm,
      yet
      there
      were
      many
      who
     
     
      started
      well
      before
      then.
      I
      was
      run-
     
     
      ning
      late,
      and
      got
      to
      the
      Wave
      a
      lit-
     
     
      tle
      after
      Spm,
      already
      ahead
      of
     
     
      most
      people
      due
      to
      the
      ingenious
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      3
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Let's
      make
      it
      clear
      -
      |
      didn't
      use
      Photoshop
      -
      what
      you
      are
      seeing
      is
      real.
     
    
   
   
    
     
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      Cadre
      November
      24
      2003
      page
      10
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      partnership
      of
      gin
      and
      my
      shower.
     
     
      When
      I
      got
      to
      the
      Wave
      I
      got
      a
     
     
      name
      tag,
      and
      thought
      Senator
     
     
      Lloyd
      would
      be
      clever.
      So
      from
     
     
      then
      on
      I
      was
      known
      as
      "seneter
     
     
      sex."
      I'm
      still
      impressed
      with
      that
     
     
      spelling.
     
    

    
     
      Soon
      the
      call
      went
      out
      that
     
     
      the
      busses
      had
      arrived,
      and
      I
      was
     
     
      shocked
      to
      see
      that
      there
      were
      no
     
     
      big
      old
      yellow
      busses,
      but
      a
      real
     
     
      coach
      bus.
      Boo-urns.
      We
      headed
      to
     
     
      Myron's,
      and
      it
      was
      just
      a
      little
      past
     
     
      7pm.
     
    

    
     
      Myron's
      was
      about
      as
      good
     
     
      as
      one
      could
      expect
      from
      Myron's.
     
     
      A
      lot
      of
      people
      played
      pool,
      and
      a
     
     
      lot
      of
      people
      drank.
      A
      few
      people
     
     
      danced,
      yet
      more
      realized
      that
      it
     
     
      was
      only
      7:30
      and
      the
      spins
      were
     
     
      started
      to
      set
      in.
      However,
      there
     
     
      were
      pitchers
      for
      $6.75,
      and
      shots
     
     
      of
      tequila
      for
      $3.75.
     
    

    
     
      Things
      start
      to
      get
      hazy
      at
     
     
      this
      point,
      yet
      at
      some
      time
      the
      tra-
     
     
      ditional
      post-Myron's
      split
      hap-
     
     
      pened.
      I
      can't
      remember
      how
      it
      was
     
     
      before,
      but
      this
      year
      there
      were
      yel-