The lies, oh the lies.

It was a typical weekday afternoon. I was at home watching a little CNBC when I read a forward from Thinny. Thin's forwarded message was info regarding the close of Darwins Restaurant and Bar in fabulous Syracuse, NY. I sat stunned with disbelief. Many thoughts ran through my head... Was this message true? Should we make a pilgrimage to say goodbye and fare-the-well? Have a coolada and poor a little out for the BOC community? Should we burn the evidence (Dave and I would have some explaining to do)? Should I call Crystal and Shane? Where are Gabe's teeth?
I had to track down the root of this rumor. Just remember kids, all paths lead to Wachter. Jay said he talked to 'a friend' at Larry's and he said Dirk sold D-wins and it was closing in May.
I tried to call Dirk immediately. I reached his law office downtown but he wasn't there.
Then I remembered, Lustig is THE turbo-jew. He has the resources to figure out this potentially delicate situation. One call to the fast-talking iBanker and the wheels to solve this mystery would be in motion. And they were.
It took no more than 36 minutes for Lustig to call me back. He called Clark Gilbert (Brendan's little brother) the current manager of D-wins. Clark set the record straight. Dirk is still the owner of Darwins and they are busier than ever. No plans to sell the Bar but (sad to say) Dirk did change the combo to the safe.

Darwins, our home and mother to Blackout City and its surrounding areas, will survive. Perhaps a 'no reason' pilgrimage is still in order? After all, I haven't been back since I was banned from Onondaga County in 2003 for:
- throwing a full pint glass of Scotch at an unsuspecting 'patron' of Darwins
- making Roofie Cooladas in a closed establishment on a Monday evening and drinking them on S. Crouse (Sirhal's fault)
- taking roadies into Faegan's only to discover "they don't serve bottled beers" there
- stabbing that coke-hoarding midget in the bathroom at Uncle Larry's (sorry 'bout that Crystal)

Sorry for the long message, but I had to set the record straight.

P.S. I am moving to NYC sometime in March... anyone for cocktails?

BODE MILLER BOC's Event Management Director Sent me this Important Announcement -

Iditarod is the famous long-distance race in which yelping dogs tow a sled across Alaska. Our Idiotarod is pretty much the same thing, except that instead of dogs, it's people, instead of sleds, it's shopping carts, and instead of Alaska it's New York City.



I have already figured out the best route (I have a lot of free time)

Leg 1

Leg 2

Leg 3

I think Team Blackout City should be in it. I'll work on getting a cart, I have the time and there is a homeless man who lives in the dumpster across the street. His cart or house looks like it is strong and fast, I'll see if I can trade him 2 O.E. 40's for it.

For more info check out the link on the side.



-N-

If you ever crawl inside an old hollow log and go to sleep, and while you're in there some guys come and seal up both ends and then put it on a truck and take it to another city...this is where they've taken you. This city is what it is because it's citizens are what they are.

i am so happy to be invited to the official blackout city blog. now we all have a place to share our wonderful experiences with each other. for anyone that's interested, an informal gathering will be held this weekend (prob saturday) at empire szcheuan in nyc (3rd ave and 29th st). they got some great deals - $12 all you can eat appetizers and all you can drink bud heavys for 2 hours. blackout squad mount up!

ps - i'm very aroused

In honor of Mixer's birthday, I managed to almost get into a fist fight with a 72-year-old beer pong playing, beret wearing old man at the bar at about 2am. Luckily the bouncers quickly pounced on him, dragged him out the door, and then thanked me and bought us all shots, saying they were sorry we had to deal with the old kook.

The elderly are not welcome in Black Out City.