Tagged: drinking

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St. Patrick’s Day in Dallas

I love St. Patrick’s Day in Dallas. Here we celebrate it on the Saturday closest to March 17, with an annual 5k fun run, a parade, and lots of drinking and debauchery. In this...

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Tales of Addison Oktoberfest

Every year, my friends and I go to the Oktoberfest in Addison, Texas. Addison is a suburb north of Dallas that contains a gazillion bars and restaurants. Addison Oktoberfest is big, taking up almost...

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The Peanut Barrel

Like most college students, I spent a lot of time at the bar. There were a bunch of bars all along Grand River Avenue, some better than others. There were frat bars and douchy...

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College Parties and Riots

Back when I was freshman at Michigan State University, the Princeton Review ranked my school as the number three party school in the country. It was all the talk around campus, as people debated...

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Holy Triangle

Back in college I had what I called the “Holy Triangle”: the three places I spent the bulk of my day. There was Espresso Royale Coffee, Berkey Hall and a bar called the Peanut...

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Late Night Thoughts on Sixth Street

Even though Dallas is a bigger city than Austin, I feel like I just fell off the hay wagon when I walk down Sixth Street on a busy Saturday night. I also feel old,...

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The Dive Bar

Franziskaner “Can I get a Franziskaner?” “A what?” “Franziskaner,” said my friend Jerry. “Franziskaner Hefeweizen.” “I’m not familiar with that,” said the waitress, who was 30 going on 65. “What’s in it?” “It’s not...

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Another Dead-End Date

“I had a date the other night.” “Really?” “Don’t sound so surprised, Fred. It’s been known to happen.” “I didn’t mean it like that, Bob. I haven’t had a date myself in over two...

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In the Haze of the Night: Part 4

1: Drunken Pancakes 2: Deleted Texts 3: Out on the Street 4: A Movie Ignored After a long night, we got back to Ryan’s apartment around three. I kicked off my heels and plopped...