My no bar directive hasn’t really been followed. And when I said no bars, what I really meant was no The Bop. But I guess a part of me wants a second chance to be able to say I’m sorry. Or say something. The fact is I like going to The Bop. I like Bert. She is the best bartender. And she is a nice lady. Also if I’m going to go to a bar I feel that I must support The Bop. I’m a diehard supporter of The Bop.

I also like the people who who hang out there. I have got to know a number of the people who hang out there. Heck some of them I can even call friends. Of course some of them fall under the bar crowd type friends. And that’s not a bad thing.

What else? Did I mention the Izer’s want to set me up on a blind date? I’m thinking about it. It may do me some good. Of course the last date I went on ended up a disaster. And that one wasn’t even a blind date. It’s a long story. Maybe some other time I’ll tell you guys about it.