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Callahan's January 2001 Bar Rag!"To Callahan's Warmth
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"To All Those Who Never Found Hope!" ***************SMASH***************** -- LADY_DANCER Fire up the lantern again Hi all.. Vickie has reported that midnight, December 31, 2000 marked the end of Operation Butterball 2000. It was another phenomenal success. Vickie and Sandra deserve a great deal of appreciation from us all. Coordinating the effort is NOT easy. Thanks, ladies..:) From Carol: Friday nights have been hopping in the Saloon. Lou has dropped in or should I say skated in several times and served up some great hot cocoa with teeny tiny marshmallows. Lou still dons the tender apron nicely, although that night he tried all the aprons on. Walt's tiny pink frilly one just didn't seem to cover enough for Lou..:) Lou and I spent part of the evening in a power struggle as to who was going to tend that night... I won out after grabbing the apron string and sending Lou flying across the bar on his skates... That man has nice moves ! Our own famous Kenwa dropped in to join the crowd. after realizing Ken was not an illusion the CalBabes pelted him with the tiny marshmallows hoping with the heat, that he would become sticky and stick around for a while. JP started his first "All-Star single player base ball game" in Callahans.. He did fine going from first to second and then second to third... But my oh my... that home stretch was a tough one... but he made it with style and finesse... Way to go JP.. Next time... we will get a couple more patrons to play :) Between Cstar's handy-dandy Staple gun and SuzyQ's laser pistol the demons have not been so bad.. Walt had been dragged out of the room a couple time when Cstar came to the rescue, stapling his shoes firmly to the floor.. This was a good thing .. Until... Suzy saw the demons slipping up on him again.. Walt could neither run nor duck.. Poor Walt.. It was a rough night. Have something you would like to say about our message board? Drop me a line and let us know. Staff Birthday Greetings were heartily extended to:
Once upon a time, in a far-off land, there was a kingdom in which the king was fond of history and ancient things. He would collect historical objects, dress in royal threads from bygone eras, and generally try to live ancient traditions. One day the king issued a royal proclamation, as kings are wont to do now and then. Of course, he wrote the proclamation in the language of 200 years ago, rich in antiquated spellings, obsolete words, now-defunct verb forms, etc. The general population, of course, could make neither heads nor tails of the proclamation. A vast legal muddle ensued. The courts, called upon to untangle the mess, pronounced a ruling that, henceforth, all royal proclamations must be written in modern, currently accepted prose. Moral: We can't have archaic and edict, too. -- Larry Adams (LATENIGHTLAR) Poem of the Month - "Some Things"
There are things I just don’t understand
There are things I just don’t understand
There are things I just don’t understand -- Vickie (MIDUSTOUCH) January 21, 2001 "There never was a person who did anything worth doing that did not receive more than he gave." - Henry Ward Beecher We hope to start offering the Bar Rag via email starting next month. Please send us a note if you want to receive the Bar Rag each month via email. Your email address will not be made visible to others who receive the Bar Rag. We will, of course, continue to post the Rag on our Web site..:) We hope you find the Bar Rag entertaining and informative. We can always use good pieces and writers here. If you have something you would like to submit, or have a comment, good or bad, about the newsletter, or if you wish to be added to or removed from our Bar Rag mailing list, simply send us a note. |