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Still haven't heard from MS reader Bowling Ben about his date the other night.
I'm assuming the worst.
Of course, if something went wrong, it was probably because Ben used one of JM Giordano's suggestions instead of mine.
Shame on you, JM.
I've been The Baltimore Sun's nightlife and local entertainment reporter for a couple years, and it's surprising how much the scene has grown in that time. Most of Baltimore's bars and clubs are unpretentious places with fairly cheap drinks and plenty of character. I like dancing and think this city needs more clubs, but nothing beats having a cold, locally brewed beer with friends in a comfortably full corner bar.
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C'mon, Bowling Ben! I need resolution. I blame Sam for bringing you into my life with your bowling exploits then not completing the tale!
I'm telling you, Bowling Ben should have just locked up a Wii and called it a night - a lot less compelling, but still.
Posted by: JTK | November 29, 2007 11:02 AM