The Whisky Bar

This picture is of a PBR I had at a trashy place called the Whisky Bar. Most of the bars here have a little patio out front where you can sit. It was cold to me, so I guess they get about 6 days use out of these patios.

Inside the decor was mostly red and black and it was pretty hardcore death-metal. I didn't fit in much, but after walking around all day and seeing bars with napkins tucked in the glasses, I just wanted a simple beer and a place to sit and sort it all out.

I started out inside, then decided it really sucked, so I sat outside and watched working class and lower- than -working -class Seattle go by.

Most of that wasn't pretty.