Good news: Paramount moved up the global release date for Transformers; it's now July 3rd ... sah-weet! Despite the fact that it's being directed by the largely talentless Michael Bay, the movie has been relatively well-received by reviewers from the Washington Post to the San Francisco Chronicle.
Dave and I made our weekly-or-so pilgrimage to Jimmy B's - except this time Maggie and Jim were with us. It was karaoke night - and despite the horrific mangling of an even more horrific country song as we walked in, we decided to stay for the festivities. Jim and Maggie delivered impressive performances. Mad props to Maggie for rocking the Indigo Girls (and Jim with the backup vocals) - it takes some balls when you're performing for that crowd.
Other cool things @ the B's:
1) some guy inexplicably dressed in drag
2) me almost hitting Dave in the balls with a much more massive (and whiter) cue ball
3) some drunk chick yelling, "I love penis" in the mic ... good for her
4) bud light pitchers for $7 - fuck, it's almost $6 for a single beer at the Claddagh!
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