Blunk Drogging

Mebbee not, but it could happen if I'm not careful. I took today off despite an intuition that begged me not to. I needed some me time... Or some down time or something. So, after a busy morning of throwing tennis balls and standing in the sun saying "Good boy, Jack", I strapped my kayak to the top of my Jeep with the best of intentions and ended up sitting at the pub drinking guinness.

I don't come here as often as I once did, due to some past personal disruptions, but I'm coming back more and more. I love this place. In case you didn't notice, it's the only banner ad on my site and I provide it free.

The staff is friendly and good at what they do... John, the publican, has become a good friend to me, and although the regular crowd has moved about and changed there is usualy a familiar face at the bar.

The interior was built in Ireland and reassembled inside the building here. There is something about the feel of real wood and the taste of Guinness from clean lines and taps That just makes me, if not happy, less unhappy.

Erin go braugh... and Riley's go braugh as well.