My anti-meathead kick
For a while I was on an anti-meathead tirade. Remember the Fab Five Friday Worst Meathead Bars?
Well, it started years before that.
I plugged the word "meathead" and my name into the Sun's archive and it turns out, I've dropped "meathead" into eight stories. Not bad.
I think this is the best meathead reference in my three years of writing nightlife columns. It's from a review of the Greene Turtle in Columbia ...
When we left about 11:30 p.m., there still weren't many more people inside than when we got there. I was shocked. Even in Columbia, the Greene Turtle should be a beacon for young drinkers everywhere, I thought. They should line up outside, guzzle inside until they get obnoxious, hit on each other, stumble into each other, accidentally spill drinks on each other and not apologize. And then, when the night is over, spill out onto the street, fire up a Parliament Light and head home.
Then I realized how thankful I should be for a quiet night at any Greene Turtle.
If that night was any indication, the mobs of meatheads who frequent the Greene Turtles in Ocean City and Fells Point haven't found the Columbia branch yet. Maybe they won't. Wouldn't that be nice?
Hee hee.
(Photo by Algerina Perna/Sun photographer)







Comments
Funny, as always, but you're a perplexing guy. You make fun of meatheads, you make fun of hipsters, you crack on the old-timey drunk bars. What else is there really in this town. Are you saying that you're just sarcastic about Baltimore? Is there some scene in D.C. somewhere's that we're missing? What up with the 'tude?
Posted by: Gman | October 8, 2008 10:05 AM
Sam,
What is your criteria for ideal bar or club or the perfect evening in one
Posted by: GDA | October 8, 2008 11:08 AM
Gman has a good point. Jerks from DC need their own moniker.
Posted by: Allan | October 8, 2008 11:16 AM