NYE 06

I think I can wish you all a happy new year without offending any readers, so there you go. BartenderNicole, ShirtShop and I ran our asses off last night and succeeded in providing Bozeman with a great deal of hangovers. Just a few quick pics from the night:

The first two show the brothers Morrison getting jiggy w/ a fine bottle of sparkling wine. ***I think I may try to throw “jiggy” in my posts until we see it in our search key word list. And often. ***

The large pic pretty much sums up my style behind the bar. I serve dudes to the point of unconsciousness and then have fun at their expense. This photo was snapped at ten p.m.

Also, I stumbled across this video clip last week. I have neither heard nor used the term pecker head in fifteen years, but that is precisely what comes to mind. Enjoy.

Here You Go

Try these gems on for size, will you.

Keeping it simple for our elementary school level patrons, Natedawgg was in Mexico; D was drunk as two skunks on Thursday. I hope HatShop and Grif get jiggy with the photojournalism tonight…it ought to be interesting.


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The syrup gets my endorsement after I powered through half of a bottle of the stuff last night during my consuming of four pancakes, four bacon slices, two eggs, breakfast potatoes (??), and HatShop’s French toast.

I am tired

I will be giving these photos an accompanying story in a bit…just a preview to let yall know we have you viewers in mind. I need about five naps after all of this shit.

Sorry for the lapse everybody. Here we go.
This is Cat/Griz eve. Granted this Friday was busier than the average night, but the ladies room is always near this level of pure disorder. Kyle and I have a little mime act as to what may happen to leave things in this condition…it involves throwing toilet paper in the air and yelling “woo.” It is sort of funny at two thirty in the morning.

Here are D, Griff, and I stocking the cooler after close. Two of the three recall this picture being taken. Good work Gackle.

On to some actual Cat/Griz photos. Dave gets the party started with some Champagne far too early, and things just sort of play out from there. Auto-pilot as my homey Eve would say.

Lets follow it up with a series of weird beard photos…

…and then with Waldo’s drunk ass grabbing some zzz’s

All right. Nobody really knows how exactly Dave ended up with the stamp pad from the doormen at the ticket entrance. It happened, however, resulting in a few dozen of our buddies and their buddies buddies cousins getting free passes into the Brawl of the Wild. Can you imagine the look on those guy’s faces when they realized that they botched the one simple task that was their charge?

And then Voy invented a restroom.

My photo journalism was lacking from this point on. I ended up on the field with a goal post, but for some reason the post is quite elusive in photography. I have some pics from Specs and from the field that I will toss in the gallery.

The weekend in a photo? Right here. A big pork rind & beer thumbs up.