We had some time to kill so I figured we'd go have a beer. We walk a couple of blocks to one of the watering holes that I frequent, The Gold Cane. Cool people call it "The Cane". Guess what I call it, mama?

I like going into this place and screaming loudly how bad the service is. I don't think the bartenders are too amused when I do this, but it makes me giggle so I do it everytime I come here.

Mag9 tried to impress me with his knowledge of imported beer with his ordering of Corona. Yeah, right, you know bama boy drinks Budweiser out of a jar.