Friday, January 30, 2009

Third time's a charm...


It was January 17th, a night like any other, you might think. But you'd be wrong, because this night marked the occurrence of the annual Benson Pub Crawl and Winter Retreat. The Third Annual to be exact. The GDP and the Dow Jones may be growing ever smaller, but the attendance at the annual crawl grew bigger for the second year in a row. Thirty-nine crawlers were actually present when we stepped off from crawl headquarters (following the traditional playing of "Beer" by Psychostick), and more than a dozen additional attendees joined at the first two stops on the crawl. Barley Street Tavern was ignominiously cut from the event mid-crawl, because of an unexpected cover charge. Burke's suffered a similar fate because it was too crowded already, and the addition of 50 or more crawlers would have likely started a riot. How many finished? Well, I stopped counting after I reached 25, so we definitely surpassed last year's mark of 21.
What were the highlights? They started with two young ladies showing up at headquarters sporting t-shirts that bore the image of Leptodactylous, yours truly, on the front. Another highlight was the debut appearance of Jake's on the crawl agenda. It made a very positive impression. They'll definitely be on the list for the 4th Annual. As always, there was the shuffleboard at the Musette. After two years of empty promises, there was an official soundtrack for the pub crawl this year. Maybe not everyone would consider that a highlight, but I certainly did.
A picture says a thousand words, so I'll stop writing and let some of the photos tell the rest of the story. If you missed this year, wallow in your envy and hope that you have better fortune next January...










a good time was had...


































2 comments:

Lord Bling said...

I remember the bar in the last picture. Isn't that where The Midge's wedding party went after the service?

Ryan the Angry Midget said...

The last picture is from Louis's. We went to Danny's after my wedding. What's funny is that once you are inside, the two places are virtually indistinguishable, as you noticed.