Sunday, December 14, 2008

Babies N' Booze

Went to a sports bar to watch football this afternoon. It had all the familiar sights and smells. Beer, wall to wall plasmas, and a baby. That's right, a small human person (non-dwarf/midget variety). Actually, to call it a baby was a bit generous. This little guy, who may I remind you is in a sports bar, was of the much newer variety. Soft spot variety. Can't hold my head up to watch the Bills blow a playoff spot variety. If I had to venture a guess, I'd say the baby whom I was sharing a bar with, was at most a few weeks old. What says "son's first moments" better than Barb the lesbian waitress, Hall and Oates blasting from the stereo and the Jets game? If you're a drunk firefighter with drunker wife, the answer is nothing.

Don't get me wrong, kids should be involved in sport at an early age. Throw the old ball around when they're 5. Put 'em in pads when they're 10. Hell, give 'em a mouth guard, a hockey stick and your insurance card at that magic age of 13. But let's keep the babies out of the bar until they're old enough to buy the next round when they accidentally spit up in your nachos. Just sayin.

I shot this (with a camera, sorry dad) crazy dancing bird at a pond in Orlando.
This is more acceptable to bring to a bar than a baby.


Dylan said...

I'm more worried about the parents subjecting the baby to the hazardous effects of second-hand Hall & Oates intake than anything else. It's just irresponsible, subjecting a newborn to "Rich Girl" like that.

Melissa Everett said...

All I have to say is some people shouldnt be allowed to have kids!

The House that James Built said...

you mean it's NOT a good idea to take a baby to a bar? is that what you were trying to say? i'm going to have to let james know that. gee, he'll feel stupid. WTF? isn't that against the law? hmm.

Heather said...

I think it's time for an is a new year, and I'm missing the comic relief you provide.

The House that James Built said...

update your blog... i could use a good laugh! xoxo