The mood here at Dog & Duck is getting more intense–somewhat because there’s an epic election happening, and more so because the wireless connection keeps pooping out (okay, that’s just me freaking out about that), but mostly it’s because everyone needs to pee.
The line for the bathroom is beginning to compete with the line for the bar, and when I say “bathroom,” I mean singular, because the girls room is broken. But no worries. Curtis the plumber will save us. Curtis is the new Joe, and I like him so much better.
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