Oy. Everyone is rushing around buying last minute gifts. Or heading home for the holiday. It is a tough night. If you don't have family. If you don't have family you want to see (or that wants to see you). If you're escaping your family, for at least a whiskey's worth. If you're too broke to buy presents. If you are just fucking DONE with it all. Please stop by and spend this oft-painful evening with us. 

Your humble narrator will be behind the bar, grimacing through it all, noon till 8, which is also -- and still -- happy hour! So you can get smashed on a budget and smile through whatever hell you're subjecting yourself to! Zero shows up at 8 and will keep you company, nursing ancient psychic wounds, till early Christmas morn. Jingle jingle. 

We will have food products of some sort, to vaguely replicate the family dinner experience, sans angst. Or arguments. Unless that's what you're looking for. 'Cause we can argue with the best of 'em! 

Seriously. Spend some time with us. We will all be better for it!