Old Ass News
August 29, 2007
A drink! A drink for my friends!
Watching the old hearings and panels on L.S.D. use in the 60's is scary. The guys in the suits are QUITE nuts. Except perhaps Richard Alpert. He lives on Maui, in Hawaii.
What else is in Hawaii once a year is the NFL's Pro-Bowl. What does this have to do with G.L.C.? Simple, baby! It's FOOTBALL TIME!
Starting September 9, our hours at the G.L.C. on Sundays will be 9:30a - 2a. We will have a very limited menu on game days until 2:00, probably consisting of some nachos or something easy to make.
GO FUCKING SEAHAWKS!!!
That is all. - Jim
August 2, 2007
Still smoking my droogies... still smoking!
So much has gone on since I last updated this site, cause I been BUSY you see, I have to rack the old noggin' to get at it all. For one, we have a few more reviews of our hard-core Georgetown grub that I need to post links to.
Apparently, we were voted Best In Seattle by the Weekly, but no one can find this stuff online. However, if you go to the Best Of link on the Weekly's page, it is all fucked up. The link for Best Bar After Lad's Night Out sends you to a write-up of Carkeek Park. I know that... ahem... after a few too many, one MAY be inclined to take part in the goings on in bushes of this notorious den of iniquity, but the BEST OF SEATTLE? No way! Volunteer Park has that stuff down to a science. You don't even need to take your pants off anymore.
So... at the bar we have some new video games, we have Funhouse pinball - which drives me all manner and manifestation of insane with its little jabs at my manhood. We are doing Movie Nights on Sundays @ 8:00p. We are getting ready for Heroes Mondays again. We have had a few surreptitious live music nights and finally have a jukebox that does NOT have Beyonce or her ilk.
What else? Working on the first Sermon-off, which will feature local freaks preaching from the pulpit about the evils of drinking, wild sex parties, tournament banjo tuning, and pretty much anything else that goes on at the G.L.C. after hours. This should take place on one or two Sundays hence in the afternoon.
That is all. - Jim
March 18, 2007
Thank you, Seattle P.I.!
We at the G.L.C. would like to say thank you to the Seattle P.I. for their review of our little establishment on Friday. It was good to see so many new faces eating our scrumptious veggie/vegan food and imbibing our ambrosial delights. You can read the review for yourself by clicking HERE.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to everyone. We were happy to see the 'green' contigent visit us on Saturday and join us in our Anti-St. Patrick's Day celebration. No green beer, no green whiskey, nada. Nothing! That should show those good for nothing Irish! Wait, that's me. Forget I said that. It's the Martians we REALLY have to keep our eyes on, folks... let's not forget that.
So, some things I am going to be addressing on the website soon :
That is all. - Jim
March 5, 2007
This reminds me of a story. I used to have this employee named Gerald Dong. He had a skin condition that made his face constantly red and sort of raw. But he was always happy. Always smiling, always jovial as he moved his largeness around the software store I managed. He was Chinese, you see, so I figured he dug on the power of the Buddha and how there was no reason to suffer in Samsara because it was a consensual illusion. Then one day he told me why he was so happy.
It was because Ronald Reagan was President of the United States of America and there could really be nothing better than that in the whole world could there? I mean, with Reaganomics and trickle-down ignorance and the future collapse of the Soviet Union and Star Wars weapons platforms and winning one for the Gippper. I would sit there and pepper poor Gerald, easily 8 years my senior, with poingant question regarding the administration. And Gerald would sit back with his hands clasped behind his head and beam into space and sigh, "Ronald Reagan is President, what a great, great man."
Of course, I forgot where that was going, but the good news is, we are STILL open after 5 weeks and having a blast each and every day, which of course seems like one long 840 hour day. Please come down and make our acquaintance! We have much beer to drink and great veggie food to munchify.
Coming up soon, we are going to have the Flight To Mars night on Mondays with music provided by various DJs of the group. Keep an eye here for more information.
I will try to get more pics and info up about the bar and the staff, so you can know who to blame when things go terribly, terribly wrong.
Oh yeah... HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!
That is all. - Jim
February 7, 2007
We are FINALLY open. Yeah, the lack of news for the last 8 months sort of sucks, BUT we been sort of busy.
We opened officially on January 26, around 3:00p, when Trish from the Dept. of Health said we could. I think we poured a beer to celebrate and then the customers rolled in.
Everyone has been SOO supportive of us, especially Stella from Stellar's Pizza, our next door neighbor, and Scott from the 9# Hammer. The neighborhood has treated us very fair and kind.
We finally have the updated menu online! Take out is available.
That is all. - Jim
May 31, 2006
Well, I finally got the keys to the place that is to become the Georgetown Liquor Company. Here is me in front of the building at 5501 - B Airport Way South in the historical Georgetown district south of Seattle.
There are the keys hanging from my hand, being coveted by the evil Pirate Monkey Robot. I sat in the building for awhile in that kind of state of 'what the fuck did I just do?' This space was an artist's studio before I took it over. The woman (Pauline Savage) lived there in a makeshift kind of apartment. From what I can gather about the unit, everything was sort of makeshift. There were some old walls that had been erected over the years, none of which were permitted, I am sure. Just sort of do-it-yourself kind of stuff. They needed to go. The next few entries will deal with this.
So, then I figured it were time for a brewski, so I headed over to The 9# Hammer, another GeorgeTown (GT) bar, owned by Scott. Along the way I spotted Jules Mae's, yet ANOTHER bar in GT. Wow... it's me! And Pirate Monkey Robot, of course.
June 3, 2006
So the weekend rolls around and it is time for GT's very first music festival. Because only around 1500 people actually LIVE in GT, it is hard to imagine the festival packed with bodies. There is a larger Latino population that probably doesn't have much representation at a music fest put on by two white guys. The bands were surprisingly good. I say surprisingly, because music has been SHIT in Seattle for the last 7 or 8 years, maybe longer. Here are some lame-assed shots from the fest. I think I had 4 beers and forgot how to use my camera.
These chicks got a kick of me taking a pic of them taking a pic on my way to find parking for the music fest. Fucking exciting, huh?
This band was pretty good. I forget their name, but I think it was... 12 ft. 6 in. or something.
Same band's guitar player. Holy shit. I JUST realized that was a chick. Right?
A college prank gone terribly awry. Some poor kid is missing the R off of his Ristmas Tree
Buddhist prayer flags. Obviously a brainwashed cultist. Anyone knows that you can only make prayers when you put your hands together.
The girls of Scooter's hair salon. Mary and ... I can't remember. But they have organic products, or at least they tasted so.
GeorgeTownians doing what they do best. Getting drunk and dressing in wardrobe stolen from Meathead on All in the Family.
These guys were my favorite band. I really do NOT remember their name, but they sang I think Patrick Swayze is sexy. so I give 'em mad props. And the singer guy reminded me of Mike Patton, so DOUBLEPLUS GOOD!