Black bear on a friday night

So Friday night came around and I was laying down on my bed like a slug (probably bc mitch and I got wasted the night before at East La- seriously we split 1 large pitcher + 1 small pitcher of margaritas and an appetizer and were TANKED... Those margaritas are ridiculous, but i digress) thinking how all I was going to do was crawl under the covers (those parts of my body that were no already buried) and go to bed- BUT then my boys called to tell me they were at Black Bear. Now let me first mention how much i typically dislike black bear. First of all who wants to pay a cover to go to Black Bear? Second it is inevitably filled with random people, who are either not legal or not from Hoboken (coincidentally my boys are not from Hoboken) and finally even WITH the cover the crowd was gone by1am!

SO I get the call around 10:30pm to come join my friends and my first question is- is there cover? BC i am so not paying cover. After I am assured that they didn't pay any cover, I get up throw some clothes on and retouch up my make up and roll out. NOw I got to Black bear around 11:10- there was a small line, but nothing too serious- certainly not with Shannon or McSwiggans was facing that night- and so I hop in line. And SURE ENOUGH- As with every other time I have been there- the cover was $5. So EITHER my friends were lying or they don't charge cover til 11pm on the weekends. Whatev- it still wasn't worth it. I paid to get in (Thank GOD i didn't have to spend a shit load on buying my drinks.) and hung out, and then i look up around like 1am and the place is DESERTED like more empty then a monday morning.

I see this and thinking I can NOW convince my boys to ditch this place and head to somewhere more interesting i pipe up with lets go somewhere else. Oh why oh why would i open my big fat mouth? So its somebodys birthday- not anyoen I know apparently, but somebodys 21st birthday- and they all decide that we HAVE to go to Bahama Mamas.

I don't even have the energy to disect the disaster that is Bahama Mamas- so lets just say I flat out REFUSED to pay cover there and made one of the boys buy my way in. I then only stayed until another hour, until 2pm.

The moral of the story- stay clear of Washington bars between 2nd and 3rd. Oh oh and also on my walk home there was a HUGE incident outside Miles Squared (def. not hte kind of crowd you would expect to rumble?) but there was blood EVERYwhere outside... soooo maybe the place to be to get free entertainment was Miles Squared? Or maybe it was just the best place to get blood splattered all over your clothes... who knows, who cares

hope this helps you make an informed friday decision