bə-lō'nē mō'gəls(n.pl.) 1. A group of drinkers with a shredding problem. 2. The combination of snow, booze, and metal.


Free at Last, Free at Last... to get drunk (Utah back on the Radar)

Thank god, the Mormons have done something right. Clearly, after reading my critique of the SLC nightlife, the Utahans (sp?) have made the right decision and dropped the bullshit "private club" provision. Before, to enter a bar, one had to: "to fill out an application, pay a fee and become a member before they can go in for a drink."

Not awesome.

Now this has all been done away with, finally:

"Bars and drinkers are so thrilled by the new rules that they are planning what is expected to be the largest pub crawl in state history Wednesday, complete with free shuttle buses and taxis to 16 bars to commemorate what some are calling Private Club Independence Day."

Now that's a holiday I can celebrate.

All that's left is for them to stop selling that near-beer crap and we can finally relocate and make the Boloney West Compound.

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