The Usefulness of Bars
There I was, perched on another bar stool, this one somewhere in eastern Montana. Bars are great places to be for some…dangerous ones for others. Thankful to be among the former group, I enjoy them as they are a box of stories, all gathered in one location.
Usually it is the drinker who has the story.
Tonight it was the short, chubby, blonde-haired pony-tail wearing, tie-dyed shirt wearing bartender. She and I shared some commonalities; born in Ohio, living in Oregon, and having a sense of adventure.