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WEEKLY EVENTS 4/28 – 5/8

WEEKLY EVENTS 4/28 – 5/8
Just in time for the weekend!
Tally’s Independent Cinema and Theater Offerings:
ALSO:
FRIDAY 4/28
SATURDAY 4/29
  • Challenger Learning Center: Camp Woe-Be-Gone. “Big Bend Hospice and the Challenger Learning Center of Tallahassee invite youth ages 6-12 that have experienced the death of a loved one to join us for Grief Odyssey. This free one-day camp will help children explore safe ways to turn “scars into stars”. Breakfast, lunch, and t-shirts will be provided.” 9am
  • Tallahassee Nurseries: Beginning Beekeeping. “Leah Steele, with the Apalachee Beekeepers Assoc. will give a talk on beekeeping basics, very briefly discussing the history of beekeeping, then going into the basic biology of honeybees, pollination, what's really killing our bees, and how to become a beekeeper and get involved.” 10am
  • The Plant: Fossil Fuels & Fracking - Rad Kids Club. “Rad KIds Club is a place for all children to learn about social justice issues that affect the world in which they live in a safe, welcoming and supportive environment. The goal of this club is to empower children to be part of positive change. This month, our guests from ReThink Energy Florida will be discussing fossil fuels with the kids, and will lead interested children in writing letters to their elected representatives supporting a ban on fracking.” 11am
  • St. Peter's Anglican Church: The English Fayre. “On a brilliant, Spring Saturday, England will travel to you! Play games, tour a double-decker bus, attend High Tea, or stroll the marvelous English Country Market - filled with delicious treats and wonderful wares for your home!” 11am
  • Midtown: Foster Fest. “Noon-3pm - kids pizza, ice cream, and video game party at Fire Betty's Arcade Bar. $5 per kid or $15 per family (of any size)! 3pm-8pm - food, drink, music, improv comedy, and silent auction event at Fifth and Thomas. $5 entry, plus the first 100 guests get their first pint for free! Great opportunity to learn more about foster care, adoption, and the Guardian ad Litem 2nd Circuit.” Noon-8pm
  • University Cycles: Fall reCycle Bike Collection Day 2. “Renters are required to return their bicycles to University Cycles. When you arrive at University Cycles to return you reCycle Bike, there will be someone waiting to check it in for you.” 1pm-4pm
  • Doak Campbell: Doak After Dark featuring Blake Shelton and Jake Owen. 3pm
  • Optimist Park: 2017 Nene Fest. 11am
  • Tallahassee Junior Museum: Behind the Scenes Feeding Experience. “”Have you ever wanted to know more about the wildlife at the Museum? Explore the diverse diets of our bears, river otters, panther, and cougars. This program takes you behind the scenes with one of the Museum’s animal keepers who will walk you through the feeding process of these 3 species.” 3:45pm
  • Mission San Luis: 2017 Equality Florida Tallahassee Gala. “We hope you will join us for a fantastic evening featuring live musical entertainment, delicious hors d’oeuvres, open bars, and a State of the State address by Equality Florida co-founder and CEO, Nadine Smith.” 7pm/$50
  • Blue Tavern: Beth McKee. 8pm/$5
  • Junction @ Monroe: Cajun Dance with Gumbo Limbo. 8pm/$10
  • American Legion Hall: Beltane Ball / Spring Fling. “Dance the night away to the sounds of Brett Wellman and the Stone Cold Blues Band. This is a charity ball benefits going to The Gadsden County Humane Society. No need for costumes however if you wish to dress up have fun with it. There will be a food truck on premises.” 8pm/$10
  • The Moon: TSO Jazz. 8pm
  • The Wilbury: The Pauses & Teen Agers + Wrong Done Right. 9pm
  • Bradfordville Blues Club: Packrat's Smokehouse. 9pm
  • Play Sports Bar: TI & Young Dro. 9pm/18+
  • 7th Hill Tap Room/Corner Pocket: Casino Night for Kidz 1st Fund. “Join us at Corner Pocket Bar N Grill and 7th Hill Taproom for a casino night benefitting Kidz 1st Fund! We will have blackjack, three card poker, and craps tables. A $20 buy in will get you 10,000 in chips, all proceeds benefit Kidz 1st Fund. Prizes will be given to players with the top three most chips at the end of the night.” 9pm
  • The Warrior: Worthy of the Crown, Subversive Overdrive, The Page Brothers Band, and Violent Lyle. 9pm/$7
SUNDAY 4/30
  • Gaines Street/Railroad Ave: The Souk – “Come grab brunch from Tallahassee's finest, enjoy local musicians and check out local vendors. BRUNCH! Gaines Street hosts 12+ locally owned dining establishments in a 2 block area - we've got something for everyone! VENDORS! We've got vendors all up & down the block! Have some stuff to sell? Bring it down!. And tons of live MUSIC!” Noon-5pm
  • GrassLands Brewery: Queer Trivia: Let's Get Beers Together. “GrassLands invites the Tally LGBT community and friends to come down and enjoy local craft beer and queer-themed trivia every Sunday. LGBT-themed trivia provided by Trivia With Hank. $30 bar tab for 1st place. Stick around afterward for queers and beers.” 5pm
  • Salty Dawg Pub & Deli: The Famous Acoustic Jam w/ Wayne, Glenn, and Bo. Open mic, free beer for performers. 6pm
  • Hurricane Grill: Matt Burke. 2pm
  • Bread & Roses: Rise Above: Self care Sunday. “Attention all folks who are being targeted by the current administration, activists, organizers, concerned and overwhelmed community members. We will be hosting a monthly self care mediation/yoga group. This group will be different than most other mediations. We will be centering this around the alarming stories that are coming up in the news as well as acts that violate human rights. We will meet these devastating stories with much needed laughter, stretching and deep breaths.” 9am
  • Fifth & Thomas: Bluegrass Brunch w/ Old Soul Revival. 10am-2pm
  • Dave's Pizza Garage: 4 Year Anniversary Party. “ALL YOU CAN EAT PIZZA! $2 DRAFTS and $3 bottles. FREE Root Beer on tap for the kids (and kids at heart). Bring cash to make it quick and easy. Pizza comes out at the top and bottom of every hour from 11am until 3pm.” 11am-3pm/ $10 Adults / $5 Kids / $30 Family
  • Lichgate: Journey of the Sun: Sound Healing & Movement Festival. “Journey of the Sun is about ushering in the summer season, and re-igniting the fire within ourselves as we prepare for the flourishing season full of possibilities, growth, and improvement both figuratively and literally. Journey of the Sun stems from celebrating the traditional Gaelic May Day Festival also known as ‘Beltane’. It is one of the four seasonal festivals traditionally celebrated in Ireland in honor of welcoming the summer season. This is a special time to honor the feminine energy of Mother Earth and give respect and appreciation for the infinite gifts she has to offer to all living beings. We will be blessing the space and the participants through dance, yoga, tai chi, and sound healing.” 1pm/$50
  • The Wilbury: Marine Snow with Phlox (solo) and Bornhardt. 2pm
  • Junction @ Monroe: Tallahassee Uke Jammers. “Open to ukulele players of all skill levels and interests.” 3pm
  • The Junction @ Monroe: Sunday Afternoon Bingo. “This isn't your grandma's bingo! We have a blast with some very cool folks. Cash prizes.” 5pm
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Affiance last tour w/ Sirens & Sailors, Dear Desolate. 6pm/$17
  • Waterworks: FSU Early Music. “FSU Early Music ensembles return to Waterworks on April 30 for the fourth annual end-of-the-semester concert! Come see the crumhorns and recorders perform some twentieth-century music for period instruments as well as good old Renaissance classics like "Il bianco e dolce cigno," "El grillo," "Fair Phyllis," and the Kyrie from Palestrina's Missae Papae Marcelli.” 7pm/free/21+
  • The Warrior: The Forum, Sgt. Bear, Cutting Teeth, and Invented Truths. 9pm/$7
MONDAY 5/1
  • Growler USA (U Square): Kill the KEG at Growler USA! “It is the start of the week and we need to open up a tap for new beer! $20 all you can drink until the keg is empty, from 8-10pm! Winner(s) will receive a free Growler T Shirt and a 64 oz Growler from select taps! Bring out your team and whichever team goes through the most pitchers wins!” 8pm/21+
  • Under Wraps on the Parkway: Bar Trivia With Hank, This Week Featuring Musicals, both Stage and Screen. “50 questions of friendly trivia. Plus great Mediterranean food, delicious wraps, and beer by the bottle or bucket that won’t kick you in the wallet. $20 tab for 1st place. Near all the state offices – start your week off right.” 7pm/free
  • Junction @ Monroe: Monday Night Bingo. “Good food, good drinks, good friends, and a chance to win some big cashola! It doesn't get any better than [email protected]. Every Monday from 7pm-9pm we've got cash payouts up to $250 per game with multiple games each night PLUS a 50/50 drawing each week benefitting the Tallahassee Area Musicians Guild.” 7pm-9pm
  • Blue Tavern (N Monroe St): Lost Mondays with Belmont & Jones. 8pm
  • Waterworks: Patio Theater. 8:35pm/21+
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Karaoke with Nathan. He’s got all the songs. All the songs you want to sing. 9pm
  • The Warrior: Hip-Hop Open Mic Monday. “Cash Prizes, Trophies , Drink Specials and more!” 10:30pm
TUESDAY 5/2
  • Corner of Georgia & Macomb: Frenchtown Farmers’ Market. “Find your favorite local goodies now on Tuesdays! Join us at Frenchtown Farmers Market for all-local produce, eggs, gourmet jelly, and more. The market opens at 3pm and we're here unitl 7pm, so come after you pick the kids up from school or on your way home from work. We can double SNAP benefits through the Fresh Access Bucks program. Our farmers accept WIC and Senior farmers market nutrition program coupons.” 3pm-7pm.
  • Junction @ Monroe: Live Rehearsal Tuesdays. “Tuesdays are Live Rehearsals at [email protected]. Sponsored by the Tallahassee Area Musicians Guild. Utilize our complete backline and PA for rehearsals, jams, or hold auditions. Up to one hour slots (or more depending on number of signups) per artist/group.” 4pm
  • Growler USA (University Square): Trivia Night. 6pm
  • Madison Social: Trivia Social. They do half and half theme and miscellaneous, so check their FB every week for an event page. 7pm
  • Brass Tap in Midtown: Trivia. Check their FB page for the theme. 7pm
  • Northside Pies: Bar Trivia With Hank. 50 questions of sweet, sweet trivia. This is a great geeky date night option. If you’ve got teens or kids that want to go to trivia (hey, nerds come in all sizes), this is a PG/PG-13 night. 7:30pm/free
  • Bird’s Oyster Shack: Trivia With John Carpenter. Lively and fun. 7:30pm
  • GrassLands Brewing Company: Trivia Factory. 7:30pm
  • Midtown Pies: Trivia and Deliciousness! 8pm
  • Fire Bettys: Now That's What I Call Tuesday! Dance Party. 8pm
  • Fourth Quarter: Trivia With Professor Jim. AUCE wings. Truly a trivia favorite. 8pm
  • Krewe de Gras: Karaoke With Pete. 8:30pm
  • Brass Tap on Gaines: Karaoke with DJRah. 9pm
  • The Warrior: Open Mic "SingeSong Writer" Edition. “Full bands welcome. Free Pitcher for a 15 minute or more ORIGINAL Set.” 9pm
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Trivia Tuesday! 9:30pm
  • Applebee’s on the Parkway: Karaoke with Amanda Goram. 10pm
  • Pockets Pool: Karaoke with Dwight. 10pm/21+
  • Blue Tavern: Happy Hour with Michael Strive. 6pm-8pm/free
  • The Warrior: FLAW w/ Righteous Vendetta, Brace for Impact, Despite the Irony, and Stacy Brown! 7pm/$15
  • Blue Tavern: Roda Vibe - Brazilian Choro Music. 8pm
WEDNESDAY 5/3
  • Madison Social: The Booze-ness Lunch: Free Drink During Lunch “If Don Draper did it, why not you. We are introducing the weekly Booze-ness lunch, because one cocktail in the afternoon just makes you more creative and productive (its science). Come have lunch with us, Centrale or Township and enjoy a delicious adult beverage on the house with food purchase.” 11:30am-3pm
  • Bird's Oyster Shack: Lab Sessions with Jim Crozier, featuring Jesse Corry. 6pm
  • Blue Tavern: Happy Hour with Daniel Tenbusch. 6pm
  • Fermentation Lounge: Quizmaster General Knowledge Trivia. “Quizmaster is hosted by Bennett Miller from 7-9pm every Wednesday, and features three rounds of general knowledge trivia (and a weekly food special). It is free to play and teams of up to 6 are welcome. The winner of each round receives a sample flight, and the Quizmaster for the night receives a $25 gift card and serious credit on Geek Street.” 7pm
  • Brass Tap on Gaines: Trivia. Check their FB page for the theme. 7pm
  • Hurricane Grill & Wings: Trivia With Greg. 7pm
  • GrassLands Brewing Company: BYOBG! Bring Your Own Board Game. “Our gracious host, Trevor Bond, will be featuring one game each week. Feel free to bring your own games to play & share.” 7pm/21+
  • Junction @ Monroe: Bike Night, Bingo, and Karaoke. 7pm
  • Proof: Bar Trivia With Hank. Drink delicious brews and show off all those random factoids you thought you’d never use. Local beer, local trivia in the heart of Tally’s Art District. A food truck is always out front for this, too, or you can order and pick up something great at the Crum Box Gastgarden (the caboose in RR Sq). Bar tab for 1st and 2nd place teams. 7:30pm/21+/no cover
  • The Warehouse: Open Mic feat. Mike the Prophet. “There is a lottery for time slots. Now smoke free!” 8pm
  • El Patron: Karaoke With Big Bob. 8:30pm-11:30pm
  • The Skybox (Crawfordville): Karaoke with Mark. 9pm
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Karaoke. 9pm
  • Just One More: Karaoke with Roger. 9pm
  • Corner Pocket: Karaoke. 9pm
  • Bird’s: Comedy Night. I’m pretty sure this is both a performance and an open mic. 9:30pm/free
  • Blue Tavern: Happy Hour with Roy & Anthony. 6pm-8pm
  • Centre of Tallahassee: Blink-182. No, I’m not kidding. 6:30pm
  • Waterworks: Tallahassee Taloofa Trivia! “A great way to kick off all things Taloofa, join us for Taloofa Trivia! Three rounds of trivia dealing with Tallahassee or Tallahassee related subjects. If you lived here three weeks or thirty years, there's a chance you will do well and possibly win our top three prizes! Each member of the first place team (limit 4 people per team) will receive a Taloofa Tee shirt and a free drink. Each member of the second place team will receive a free drink. Third place team winners will receive their choice of a piece of treasure from the "Waterworks treasure box"” 8:30pm/21+
THURSDAY 5/4
  • Lake Ella Area: Food Truck Thursday. 6pm
  • Growler USA (University Square): Wing Eating Contest. “Like wings as much as you think you do? Think that you are a Pro or at least Semi Pro at it? Show off your skills at Growler USA from 6PM-11PM every Thursday. Rules: $20 entry fee per person for all you can eat wings, winner will be anounced on our Facebook page the following day. In addition to gettting to show off and eating a mountain of wings, the winner will receive $25 Gift card and a Free Growler USA T shirt!” 6pm
  • Beef O’Brady’s: AJ Johnson Trivia. 6:30pm
  • Junction @ Monroe: Open Mic Night. “Bring your instruments and play an open slot or just come and be entertained in Tallahassee's best sounding room!” 7pm/free
  • Skybox: $10 Cornhole Tourney. 7:30pm
  • Warhorse: Bar Trivia With Hank: AV Night. “3 rounds of music, 2 rounds of pictures! Happens on the first Thursday of every month. Full bar, fantastic pizza, and fun facts.” 8pm
  • Dux (Crawfordville): Karaoke with Big Bob. $25 bar tab given away every week. 8:30pm-12:30pm
  • Midtown Caboose: Trivia Factory. 8:30pm
  • Unique Wonders: Live Comedy with Big Hou! 8:30pm/$5
  • Pockets: Karaoke Dance Party with Keith Welch. 9pm/21+
  • Brass Tap Midtown: Karaoke with DJ Rah. 9pm-Midnight
  • Applebees on Cap Cir: Karaoke with Amanda Goram. 10pm
  • Birds: Karaoke with Nathan. All the songs. $1 Pabst drafts. 10pm
  • Blue Tavern: Happy Hour with Rachel Hillman. 6pm-8pm
  • Mission San Luis: The 14th Colony: The American Revolution’s Best Kept Secret. “Join us at Mission San Luis when Dr. Roger Smith discusses the role played by East Florida in the American Revolution.“ 6pm
  • Fifth & Thomas: Grace Pettis w/ Grant Peeples & Devil's Kin. 7pm/$12
  • Cap City Video Lounge: May the Shwartz Be With You! Spaceballs & Turkish Star Wars. “Hey Gang! The Primal Root here inviting you out to celebrate the legacy of George Lucas's long standing, insanely popular, highly merchandised and unavoidable pop culture sci-fi fantasy blockbuster epic franchise, STAR WARS! This May the 4th, for those of you who are sick to death of watching Star Wars movies every year on this day, we at Cap City Video Lounge are presenting to you the alternative night of Star Wars inspired cinema that pokes a little fun at Star Wars and its legacy.” 7:30pm/$5
  • 7th Hill Tap Room: Old Soul Revival. 8pm
FRIDAY 5/5
  • Fifth & Thomas: Backstage Garden Happy Hour with David Lareau. 5pm-8pm
  • Growler USA (University Square): Live Music. 6pm
  • Hobbit South: Karaoke. 8pm
  • Leggetts: Karaoke with Paul. 8:30pm
  • Just One More: Karaoke with Roger. 9pm
  • Skyzone: GLOW- Featuring DJ LooseKid. “Grab all of your friends and get your jump on with live music featuring Dj Loosekid, glow lights & laser beams! Check in early to take advantage of the full 2 hours of jumping! Each jumper must wear a reflective shirt, or purchase a shirt in the park. Due to the popularity of this event and early sell outs- we highly suggest you reserve your tickets online beforehand. We cannot guarantee tickets for GLOW will be available in the park at the time of the event.” 9pm-11pm/$25/no one under 5yo
  • 926 Lounge (Formerly Pugs): The Friday Night Party. “Get your pre-game on at Happy Hour with Tom from 4-9 and the dance party getting rolling at 10 pm with our favorite house DJs slinging sound all night long. At midnight, join our talented Queens for an amazing show!” 9pm/$5, $7 under 21/18+
  • Stetsons @ The Moon: Karaoke with Devin Cywinski. 10pm/$5/18+
  • Proof: Cinco de Mayo featuring Maharajah Flamenco Trio and Ecology. 5:30pm
  • Blue Tavern: Vgo: Prewar Blues & More. “VGO, (Phillip Terry) is a multi-instrumentalist with deep roots in traditional acoustic music. His interest in the historical aspects of music and led him down the path of learning the classic blues and era music of the Civil War.” 8pm/$5
  • Crum Box Gastgarden: First Friday featuring LeTour!. 8pm
  • Fifth & Thomas: Two Foot Level. 9pm/free/21+
SATURDAY 5/6
  • Park at Monroe: The Downtown Marketplace. 9am
  • Corner of Georgia & Macomb: Frenchtown Farmers’ Market. “Find your favorite local goodies! Join us at Frenchtown Farmers Market for all-local produce, eggs, gourmet jelly, and more. We can double SNAP benefits through the Fresh Access Bucks program. Our farmers accept WIC and Senior farmers market nutrition program coupons.” 10am – 2pm.
  • Growler USA (University Square): DJ Night. 6pm-9pm
  • Salty Dawg: Karaoke with Paul. Family friendly! 8pm
  • Leggetts: Karaoke with Cowboy Chris. 9pm
  • The Skybox (Crawfordville): Karaoke with Mark. 9pm
  • El Patron: Pasion Latina. Bachata, Merengue, Salsa, Reggaeton. 9pm
  • 926 Lounge: Sanctuary: Tallahassee’s Longest Running Goth Night. 10pm/$5/18+
  • Tallahassee Junior Museum: Sketching from Life. 1pm
  • Midtown: Taloofa Fest 2017. “Come on out and have some fun at the third annual Taloofa Fest in Midtown Tallahassee! Taloofa Fest is part block party, part local history fair and part music festival. After the Taloofa Adventure Challenge, the fun continues in the streets of Midtown! The Festival will be centralized on Thomasville Road between 5th and 6th Avenues(1100block), with live music, vendors, exhibits, kids' activities, food, and beverages (adult beverages as well!). The Florida Wildlife Commission and the Gulf Marine Specimen Lab will have critters on hand along with historical reenactors from Mission San Luis, representatives from the Museum of Fl. History, the Fl. Archives, and the Historic Capitol Building and the Knott House will have tables set up, as well.” 3pm-8pm/all ages
  • Tallahassee Junior Museum: Night Prowl Tour. “Enjoy a guided tour at the Tallahassee Museum and learn about the nightlife along the Florida Wildlife Trail. Your guide will provide an enjoyable experience as you spot the many nocturnal animals which call the Museum home. You will also have an opportunity to get close to one special night creature.” 9pm
  • Proof: DJ Austen van der Bleek. 8pm-11pm
  • Blue Tavern: Fellow Pynins. 8pm/$10
  • The Warrior: Community Center with Bad Year, Sgt. Bear, and Manuel Antonio Carvajal. 9pm/$7
  • Fifth & Thomas: Morning Fatty. 9pm/free
  • Bird’s: Slugs (1988): A Trash Cinema Night Event! “Join us, won’t you? For an exceedingly nasty bit of nature revenge splatter horror that's load of brutal, blood, freakish fun! Come enjoy SLUGS with us as you sink your teeth in the BEST damn burger in town, slurp on some salty love on the half shell all while quenching that deep down body thirst with an ice cold adult beverage. This is one not be missed!” 9pm/free/18+
SUNDAY 5/7
  • Gaines Street/Railroad Ave: The Souk – “Come grab brunch from Tallahassee's finest, enjoy local musicians and check out local vendors. BRUNCH! Gaines Street hosts 12+ locally owned dining establishments in a 2 block area - we've got something for everyone! VENDORS! We've got vendors all up & down the block! Have some stuff to sell? Bring it down!. And tons of live MUSIC!” Noon-5pm
  • GrassLands Brewery: Queer Trivia: Let's Get Beers Together. “GrassLands invites the Tally LGBT community and friends to come down and enjoy local craft beer and queer-themed trivia every Sunday. LGBT-themed trivia provided by Trivia With Hank. $30 bar tab for 1st place. Stick around afterward for queers and beers.” 5pm
  • The Junction @ Monroe: Sunday Afternoon Bingo. “This isn't your grandma's bingo! We have a blast with some very cool folks. Cash prizes.” 5pm
  • Salty Dawg Pub & Deli: The Famous Acoustic Jam w/ Wayne, Glenn, and Bo. Open mic, free beer for performers. 6pm
  • Fifth & Thomas: Funky Brunch. “Enjoy a Funky Get Down Brunch with Kalen Mercer Project! We will have our usual scrumptious brunch menu with $15 bottomless mimosas and kids 10 and under eat free (with the purchase of an adult entree). “ 10am-2pm
  • Tallahassee Junior Museum: Tallahassee Songwriters Festival. “Share and experience the faces, voices and stories behind the songs being performed by esteemed artists Daphne Willis, Sarah Mac and Mimi Hearn on the Tallahassee Museum’s beautiful outdoor stage. Admission to Festival is FREE for members and included in general ticket purchases on the day of the event (range from $8.50 to $11.50). The Museum’s Trail Break Café will be serving tasty treats and frosty beverages as always!” 2pm-4pm
  • Cap City Video Lounge: A Brilliant Monster: Crowdfunding, Movie Night, Meet and Greet! “Local filmmaker, Fred Rabbath, has some truly remarkable projects under his belt and is now looking to fund his latest, most intriguing and challenging project to date, A Brilliant Monster. Tonight, Fred will be showcasing his short film, 'Dead Meat', and his feature length film entitled 'Superhero Man'. Fred will also be present with his production team to discuss his upcoming project with you.” 8pm
MONDAY 5/8
  • Growler USA (U Square): Kill the KEG at Growler USA! “It is the start of the week and we need to open up a tap for new beer! $20 all you can drink until the keg is empty, from 8-10pm! Winner(s) will receive a free Growler T Shirt and a 64 oz Growler from select taps! Bring out your team and whichever team goes through the most pitchers wins!” 8pm/21+
  • Under Wraps on the Parkway: Bar Trivia With Hank featuring DC & Marvel. “50 questions of friendly trivia. Plus great Mediterranean food, delicious wraps, and beer by the bottle or bucket that won’t kick you in the wallet. $20 tab for 1st place. Near all the state offices – start your week off right.” 7pm/free
  • Junction @ Monroe: Monday Night Bingo. “Good food, good drinks, good friends, and a chance to win some big cashola! It doesn't get any better than [email protected]. Every Monday from 7pm-9pm we've got cash payouts up to $250 per game with multiple games each night PLUS a 50/50 drawing each week benefitting the Tallahassee Area Musicians Guild.” 7pm-9pm
  • Blue Tavern (N Monroe St): Lost Mondays with Belmont & Jones. 8pm
  • Waterworks: Patio Theater. 8:35pm/21+
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Karaoke with Nathan. He’s got all the songs. All the songs you want to sing. 9pm
  • Side Bar Theater: Open Mic Mondays with Karaoke and Games. “ Open Mic: Drums, Guitar Amp, and Bass Amp will be provided. (Bring your own guitars and various instruments!) Karaoke, Nintendo 64 ( Mario Kart, Starfox, and more!), Foosball, Cornhole.” 9pm/free/18+
  • The Warrior: Hip-Hop Open Mic Monday's // Dj T Wixx on site // Bring your Tracks. 10pm
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TALLAHASSEE EVENTS 12/23 – 1/2

As usual I must point out that, this being a pair of holiday weekends, regular karaokes and so on may not happen. Please contact the venue to find out unless marked confirmed (and even maybe then). Be safe out there! Have fun!
Tally’s Independent Cinema and Theater Offerings:
ALSO:
SATURDAY 12/23
SUNDAY 12/24
  • Cap City Video Lounge and Theater: 2ND ANNUAL CHRISTMAS EVE 'HOME ALONE' DOUBLE BILL. “Hello there, Gang! And Merry Christmas Eve! We are going to be open briefly the day before Christmas, as is our tradition, to serve up coffee, donuts and one of our favorite holiday classic double punches of yule tide family friendly cartoonish carnage and brutality! 11am: Home Alone (1990, dir. Chris Columbus). 1pm: Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (1992, Chris Columbus). Come and join us this Christmas Eve morning as we gather together to watch as Kevin McCallister is abandoned by his family on two separate occasions to fend for himself against two malevolent thieves known as...The Wet Bandits! That's right, two of the highest grossing movies of the 1990's sure to get you in the holiday spirit this Christmas Eve as young Kevin McCallister beats, bashes, and breaks two idiotic mean who make the mistake of trying to ruin his Christmas! We sure hope you can join us! Stay Merry!” 11am
  • Urban Food Market: Sunday Brunch With Silviu Ciulei. 11:30am-1:30pm
  • Junction @ Monroe: 3rd Annual Christmas Eve White Elephant Party. “Join us for an evening of food, drinks, fun, and friends. Open Mic! Bring a gift (max $20 value) for the White Elephant exchange. Bring a covered dish if you like.” 7pm
  • Finnegan’s Wake Pub: Your Scumbag Neighbors Christmas Eve Spectacular. 8pm
MONDAY 12/25
  • Blue Tavern (N Monroe St): Lost Mondays hosted by Belmont & Jones. “Antique blues played acoustical.” 8pm/$2
  • Fifth & Thomas: Catfish Alliance Christmas Night! 9pm
TUESDAY 12/26
  • Corner of Georgia & Macomb: Frenchtown Farmers’ Market. “Find your favorite local goodies now on Tuesdays! Join us at Frenchtown Farmers Market for all-local produce, eggs, gourmet jelly, and more. The market opens at 3pm and we're here unitl 7pm, so come after you pick the kids up from school or on your way home from work. We can double SNAP benefits through the Fresh Access Bucks program. Our farmers accept WIC and Senior farmers market nutrition program coupons.” 3pm-7pm.
  • Junction @ Monroe: Live Rehearsal Tuesdays. “Tuesdays are Live Rehearsals at [email protected]. Sponsored by the Tallahassee Area Musicians Guild. Utilize our complete backline and PA for rehearsals, jams, or hold auditions. Up to one hour slots (or more depending on number of signups) per artist/group.” 4pm
  • Madison Social: Trivia Social. They do half and half theme and miscellaneous, so check their FB every week for an event page. 7pm
  • Brass Tap in Midtown: Trivia. Check their FB page for the theme. 7pm
  • Cap City Video Lounge: Silent Night, Deadly Night 1 & 2. 7:30pm
  • Bird’s Oyster Shack: Trivia With John Carpenter. Lively and fun. 7:30pm
  • GrassLands Brewing Company: Trivia Factory. 7:30pm
  • Midtown Pies: Bar Trivia With Hank. 50 questions of sweet, sweet trivia. Food! Beer! Something random in a bag! 8pm/free
  • Blue Tavern: Roda Vibe. “FSU musicians and others join to create a fun musical event that everyone can enjoy. In Portuguese, Roda is pronounced "Hoda." If it doesn't make you want to dance, check your pulse.” 8pm/free
  • Fire Bettys: Now That's What I Call Tuesday! Dance Party. 8pm
  • Fourth Quarter: Trivia With Professor Jim. AUCE wings. Truly a trivia favorite. 8pm
  • Krewe de Gras: Karaoke With Pete. 8:30pm
  • Brass Tap on Gaines: Karaoke with DJRah. 9pm
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Trivia Tuesday! 9:30pm
  • Applebee’s on the Parkway: Karaoke with Amanda Goram. 10pm
  • Pockets Pool: Karaoke with Dwight. 10pm/21+
  • Blue Tavern: Passersby followed by The Aucilla Jug Stompers. “Those boys from Aucilla are back to raise more ruckus – expect some country blues, some hillbilly and hobo songs, and musical mischief in the great jug band tradition. Unfortunately, their usual jug player, Lawrence Blake, won't be present for this event. But fear not! There will be a special mystery guest jug player for the night! To find out just whom that guest player is you'll have to come out to the Tavern and see! You won't wanna miss this! “ 7pm/$2
WEDNESDAY 12/27
  • Fermentation Lounge: Quizmaster General Knowledge Trivia. “Quizmaster is hosted by Bennett Miller from 7-9pm every Wednesday, and features three rounds of general knowledge trivia (and a weekly food special). It is free to play and teams of up to 6 are welcome. The winner of each round receives a sample flight, and the Quizmaster for the night receives a $25 gift card and serious credit on Geek Street.” 7pm
  • Brass Tap on Gaines: Trivia. Check their FB page for the theme. 7pm
  • Hurricane Grill & Wings: Trivia With Greg. 7pm
  • GrassLands Brewing Company: BYOBG! Bring Your Own Board Game. “Our gracious host, Trevor Bond, will be featuring one game each week. Feel free to bring your own games to play & share.” 7pm/21+
  • Junction @ Monroe: Bike Night, Bingo, and Karaoke. 7pm
  • Hobbit (P’Cola): Trivia Factory. “General Knowledge, 20 questions + Wager Final. $25/$20/$15.” 7:30pm
  • Cap City Video Lounge: CineMashup featuring Long Kiss Goodnight and The Last Boyscout. 7:30pm
  • Proof: Bar Trivia With Hank. “Drink delicious brews and show off all those random factoids you thought you’d never use. Local beer, local trivia in the heart of Tally’s Art District. They now have the MoBi food truck every week! Bar tab for 1st and 2nd place teams.” 7:30pm/21+/no cover
  • The Warehouse: Open Mic. “There is a lottery for time slots. Now smoke free!” 8pm
  • Finnegan’s Wake: Waxy Wednesdays. “Feelin' waxy, Tallahassee? That's probably just because it's Wednesday. At Finnegan's Wake, Waxy Wednesday means DJ Ryze will be hitting our floor again to spin some vinyl and get your feet moving tonight. Feeling a bit sour, girls? Not to worry- we'll also have some fantastic $5 drink specials going for all those Tallahassee ladies looking for a bit of fun. Come out and help us get the party started!” 8pm
  • The Skybox (Crawfordville): Karaoke with Mark. 9pm
  • Krewe de Gras: DÉJÀ VU Latin Wednesdays. “FREE Salsa/Mambo classes by Barry C. Williams. The duration of the class is 9-10 and having a partner is not necessary. If you've never danced Salsa/Mambo before then don't worry about it. The classes are made to be easy and fun so you can come learn some moves and then stay and dance until 2am to the sounds of DJ Jimmy Suave.” 9pm
  • Just One More: Karaoke with Roger. 9pm
  • Corner Pocket: Karaoke. 9pm
  • Bird’s: Comedy Night. I’m pretty sure this is both a performance and an open mic. 9:30pm/free
  • 926: Women Crush Wednesday. “Welcome Home again Ladies! Located in the Herstoric Brothers Nightclub Venue (later known as Pug Mahone's & Pug's Live), Woman Crush Wednesday, our newest weekly LGBTQ+ event, is going on THIS Wednesday at 926! Social Hour to start at 5pm with our regular Happy Hour Specials followed by Dance Music Clubside at 10pm with DJ Garion Djgg Grant. And show at Midnight! Join us for dinner and cocktails from our fabulous Menu with original items direct from our Head Chef Kyle and drinks from our amazing Bartender Rebecca ! Come join us for the newest Ladies' Night in Tallahassee! The best new way to spend your Wednesday!” 10pm/18+
  • Crystal Portal: Sound Healing Journey: Handpan Kokopelli. “Since 2001 the handpan has become one of the world’s most elusive instruments. With it’s ancient timbre and flying saucer appearance, the handpan offers a transformational experience for those who hear its sound. Kip offers an exclusive session with the Crystal Portal community into the enchanting world of this beautiful instrument. Attendees will get the chance to become engaged with sound and experience music like never before. Please hydrate well before coming and bring water to integrate the sounds you’ll be experiencing throughout the evening. Wear comfortable clothing and bring a yoga mat or blanket if you wish. Yoga mats and pillows are provided along with Free crystal infused elixir water. Please arrive 5-10 minutes early so you have time to settle into a comfortable position by 6:30 PM. You are welcome to join us if the healing has already begun but please do so quietly.” 6:30pm/General Admission: $20 Students: $15
  • Blue Tavern: Charlie Robertson. 8pm
  • Blue Tavern: Jon Camp. 10:30pm
THURSDAY 12/28
  • Beef O’Brady’s: AJ Johnson Trivia. 6:30pm
  • Junction @ Monroe: Open Mic Night. “Bring your instruments and play an open slot or just come and be entertained in Tallahassee's best sounding room!” 7pm/free
  • Hurricane: Ballistic Bingo. 7pm
  • Growler Country: Singo Night! Music Bingo has arrived! “Challenge Entertainment will be hosting this new and unique game of Bingo where a song is played and you match that to your bingo card, instead of a number. We are the only place in town right now to play this new game, so come in and win prizes with every round won!” 7pm
  • Cap City Video Lounge: MST3K Thursday featuring The Beginning of the End and Giant Spider Invasion. 7:30pm
  • Skybox: $10 Cornhole Tourney. 7:30pm
  • La Fiesta: Trivia. 7:30pm
  • The Wilbury: Bar Trivia With Hank. “Picture round, current events, something scholarly, a sound round, and an oddball/pop culture round. We’re talking 50 questions of the finest trivia, hand crafted by local artisans. (Hank. Hank is the local artisans.) First and Second Place Teams win great bar tabs! Check out the Bar Trivia With Hank FB page for schedules, hints, and extra-point puzzles.” 8pm/free but please sit and drink or buy Hank shots
  • Dux (Crawfordville): Karaoke with Big Bob. $25 bar tab given away every week. 8:30pm-12:30pm
  • Midtown Caboose: Trivia Factory. “General Knowledge, 20 questions + Wager Final. $35/$25/$15, and Best Team Name gets a round of shots.” 8pm
  • Island Wings: Bike Night, Lori Kline LIVE.
  • Unique Wonders: Live Comedy with Big Hou! 8:30pm/$5
  • Junction @ Monroe: Comedy Zone: Frank Del Pizzo & Mark Evans. 9pm
  • Pockets: Karaoke Dance Party with Keith Welch. 9pm/21+
  • Brass Tap Midtown: Karaoke with DJ Rah. 9pm-Midnight
  • Applebees on Cap Cir: Karaoke with Amanda Goram. 10pm
  • Birds: Karaoke with Nathan. All the songs. $1 Pabst drafts. 10pm
  • Hurricane Grill & Wings: Savanna Leigh Bassett. 6pm
  • 7th Hill Taproom: Jerry Thigpen. 7pm
  • Blue Tavern: Steve Sternberg: Boogie Woogie Piano. 8pm/$2
FRIDAY 12/29
  • 926 Lounge: The Friday Night Party. “Tallahassee's premier LGBTQA dance party night is back again! Pregame with Tom in the pub during happy hour from 4PM-9PM. The dance floor kicks into full gear at 10PM so you can rage to your faves as DJ Carben and DJ Brian Gladden keep you dancing all night. The Drag Show starts at midnight when the 926 Ladies join our hostess Sassy Black on the stage to entertain. It's a show you definitely don't want to miss, so arrive early to get a good seat!” 4pm
  • Fifth & Thomas: Backstage Garden Happy Hour. 5pm-8pm
  • Cap City Video Lounge: Ferocious Fem Friday featuring Hidden Figures, Chi-Raq, Foxy Brown. 7:30pm
  • Hobbit South: Karaoke. 8pm
  • Leggetts: Karaoke with Paul. 8:30pm
  • Just One More: Karaoke with Roger. 9pm
  • Island Wing Company: Friday Night Unwind, Keith Taylor Band. 9pm
  • Stetsons @ The Moon: Karaoke with Devin Cywinski. 10pm/$5/18+
  • Geo's Pub & Pool (both locations): Karaoke. 10pm-1am
  • Blue Tavern: Tommy Hoople's Delta Ringnecks. 4pm
  • Fifth & Thomas: Flat Moon Theory in the Backstage Garden. 6pm
  • Hurricane Grill & Wings: Jason Byrd Trio. 6pm
  • Indianhead Factory: End of the year Extraganza with Graham Snuggs and Friends. 8pm/all ages/$5
  • Fifth & Thomas: The 850. 8pm/21+/no cover
  • Blue Tavern: Vgo. 8pm
  • The Wilbury: Mira reunion show, Hold That Hand, Langtry. “A reunion show for Tallahassee dream-pop/shoegaze legends MIRA! Also on the bill are locals HOLD THAT HAND and LANGTRY (Patrick McKinney, ex-Iron & wine). Plus this will be a FREE show, so don't miss out!” 8:30pm/free
  • Bradfordville Blues Club: Maurice John Vaughn Blues Revue. 9pm
SATURDAY 12/30
  • Park at Monroe: The Downtown Marketplace. 9am
  • Corner of Georgia & Macomb: Frenchtown Farmers’ Market. “Find your favorite local goodies! Join us at Frenchtown Farmers Market for all-local produce, eggs, gourmet jelly, and more. We can double SNAP benefits through the Fresh Access Bucks program. Our farmers accept WIC and Senior farmers market nutrition program coupons.” 10am – 2pm.
  • Cap City Video Lounge: New Years Ring-In featuring Bridget Jones’ Diary, Ghostbusters 2, Four Rooms, Strange Days, Miracle Mike. Noon?
  • Gamescape: Game Tally Saturday Board Gaming. “Meeting weekly in Tallahassee, Florida, we seek to promote and offer public opportunities to learn new games and make new friends in a relaxed, fun environment.” Noon
  • Salty Dawg: Karaoke with Paul. Family friendly! 8pm
  • Leggetts: Karaoke with Cowboy Chris. 9pm
  • The Skybox (Crawfordville): Karaoke with Mark. 9pm
  • El Patron: Pasion Latina. Bachata, Merengue, Salsa, Reggaeton. 9pm
  • 926 Lounge: Sanctuary: Tallahassee’s Longest Running Goth Night. 10pm/$5/18+
  • Challenger Learning Center: Lunar Quest Public Mission. “Embark on a space mission to the moon Saturday, December 30 from 10am - 12pm at the Challenger Learning Center of Tallahassee. Lunar Quest Public Mission - Set in the near future, participants are sent on a mission to the moon where NASA currently has a lunar colony. Teams will perform investigations and analysis to learn what factors are necessary to make a lunar colony sustainable. Visit http://www.challengertlh.com/public-missions/ for more details and registration information. The cost is $10 per person per program for registrations received before 12:00 p.m. the day before the program. The cost is $15 per person per program for registrations received after 12:00 p.m. the day before the program.” 10am
  • Feeling Art Studio in RR Sq: Leaf Art. “Making pictures, animals, landscapes with leaves. Let your imagination go wild! Every kiddo leaves with their art framed and ready for display! Leaves will be provided but bring your own if you want.” 10am/$15/age 5-12
  • Hurricane Grill & Wings: Six String South! 6pm-10pm
  • Lee Hall: Moscow Ballet's Great Russian Nutcracker. 7pm
  • Blue Tavern: Chris Skene & Mickey Abraham. 8pm
  • Wine Loft Wine Bar: New Years Early with Maharajah Flamenco Trio. “From all over the world we are bringing Maharajah Flamenco Trio back to Tallahassee for New Years Early. Thats right, get the jump on 2018 Saturday, Dec.30. We will have hourly drink specials and a champagne toast at midnight. Of course MFT will provide the rhythm and pulse for the evening.” 9pm
  • Bradfordville Blues Club: Swingin’ Harpoon. 9pm
SUNDAY 12/31
  • Athena’s Garden: Herb Class. 2pm
  • 926: Sunday Rewind NYE. “It's time to rewind 2017 and ring in 2018 and we're doing it in true 926 style! For the early birds, Happy Hour will be from 6 pm until 8:30. Come early and enjoy some Rewind Trivia and other fun activities! At 9 pm, the club side opens - VJ Carben and DJ Matt East will be spinning your favorite videos and songs from throughout the last 40+ years while revisiting some of the best dance beats from the past year. There will be a champagne toast at midnight along with special performances from some of the 926 Queens and maybe even a few surprises thrown in as well! Food and drink specials all night - join us New Years Eve, it's gonna be graight!!” 7pm/No cover if you are in line before 12. After 12, cover is just $5 for 18+
  • Birds: Sunday Night Tea Drag Show. 10pm/$5
  • Skate World: NOON Year's Eve Party. Noon-5pm
  • Tom Brown Park Softball Fields: Pickup Ultimate Frisbee. "All skill levels welcome. We ask everyone bring a white shirt, a black shirt, and water. Cleats are encouraged." 2pm
  • The Sharing Tree: Kids New Years Party. “The Sharing Tree invites you and your little artists to our first ever New Years Eve Party! Join us for art, countdowns, dress up and play... plus some healthy treats! We will be making noise makers and wishing wands (sorry parents!) we will also have awesome countdowns at 4, 5, and 6pm. Also, a New Years wish bowl and giveaways! Wear an awesome outfit and be ready to dance, make art, and have fun with friends!” 3pm-6pm/Tickets are $5 per person or $12/ family!
  • Island Wing Company: Ring in 2018 Island Style featuring The Miller Band. 5pm
  • Hurricane Grill & Wings: Top Shelf Band New Years Eve Party. 6pm
  • Tin Lizzy’s: PROHIBITION REPEAL NEW YEAR'S EVE CELEBRATION. “This event is in honor of Jackson County no longer being dry, we are celebrating post-prohibition style so wear your favorite roaring 20's attire and come ready to party! Everyone over the age of 21 is welcome to join the fun!” 6pm/$20
  • Cascades Park: NYE Fireworks. “Enjoy a dazzling Fireworks show in beautiful Downtown Tallahassee's Cascades Park. Fun for the whole family brought to you by Tallahassee Downtown and the City of Tallahassee, FL - Government! The Trolley will be running throughout the evening.” 7pm
  • Brass Tap: Midtown's NYE Masquerade Party. “Make this NYE a night to remember at #BrassTapMidtown's Masquerade Party. We'll have specialty tappings, signature cocktails, live music and a complimentary champagne toast at midnight. Dress up or dress down - there are no rules to this masquerade. First 100 people get a complimentary masquerade mask.” 7pm
  • Backwoods Bistro: New Years. “Start the new year right with your favorite people at Backwoods Bistro! Party favors, drink specials, champagne jello shots, Mechanical Lincoln play 9-11:30, and then we watch the ball drop and ring in 2018!” 7pm
  • Waterworks: New Year's Eve at Waterworks. “No cover and a free glass of champagne at midnight! We'll decorate a bit and hope that 2018 makes up for the stinky 2017! Drink, eat, dance and maybe get a smooch at midnight while ringing in the New Year!” 7pm/21+/free
  • Fifth & Thomas: New Years Eve Party w/ Morning Fatty. 8pm/21+/free
  • Bannerman Crossings: New Years Eve. “Come celebrate the New Years at Bannerman Crossings! Free concert by The Rockitz at the pavilion and champagne bar from Blu Halo. Dont worry plenty of heaters to keep you warm and having a good time!” 8:30pm-12:30pm
  • American Legion Hall: Crooked Shooz. 8:30pm/$15 for one, $25 for 2
  • Ology Brewing Company: New Year's Casino Night. “Come bring in the New Year with Ology Brewing Co! This party will have a casino night theme - beer flowing, champagne popping, Los Hooligansing, ball dropping, blackjack tabling, raffling kind of night. Ticket entry only. $35 will get you entry into the event, dinner, snacks, 3 drink tickets, half off beers throughout the night, blackjack chips, and a great time hanging out with friends. Space is limited - come to the taproom and get your tickets early to ensure your entry. Don't forget to set up a ride home!” 9pm/21+
  • Level 8: Ring in the New Year! “Enjoy live music by Catfish Alliance, hors d’oeuvres, flowing champagne all night , party favors and a balloon drop at midnight. Level 8 will also be pouring your favorite drinks all evening!” 9pm
  • Bradfordville Blues Club: New Years Eve Bash with the Johnnie Marshall Blues Band. 9pm
  • The Bark: New Years Eve Party Birthday Show. “Unfortunately Franklin Manor is no longer with us but were still doing a New Years Eve show of course. It is also Kayla Gordon and Sebastian Fioris birthdays party. Putting 2017 in the rear view mirror whats 2018 got in store for Tallahassee? Performances by: Kayla Gordon, Lowlife, Dog Years, Nostradogmus, and more? DJ Stephen Shrewsbury will be bringing in the music when the bands are not.” 9pm
  • Madison Social: 2nd Annual New Years Eve Drink Around The World. “If you have ever wanted to hit up multiple countries on New Years Eve, well now you can (sort of). Us, Centrale and Township are hosting an Epcot style Drink Around the World to ring in 2018. Bounce around to all three locations and experience beer, wine and cocktails from various countries around the world. Your ticket includes six drinks from six different countries (two at each location) and a champagne toast at midnight at whatever location you happen to be at.” 9pm
  • The Southern Pub: New Years Celebration. 9pm-1am
MONDAY 1/1
  • Cap City Video Lounge:
  • Blue Tavern (N Monroe St): Lost Mondays hosted by Belmont & Jones. “Antique blues played acoustical.” 8pm/$2
TUESDAY 1/2
  • Corner of Georgia & Macomb: Frenchtown Farmers’ Market. “Find your favorite local goodies now on Tuesdays! Join us at Frenchtown Farmers Market for all-local produce, eggs, gourmet jelly, and more. The market opens at 3pm and we're here unitl 7pm, so come after you pick the kids up from school or on your way home from work. We can double SNAP benefits through the Fresh Access Bucks program. Our farmers accept WIC and Senior farmers market nutrition program coupons.” 3pm-7pm.
  • Junction @ Monroe: Live Rehearsal Tuesdays. “Tuesdays are Live Rehearsals at [email protected]. Sponsored by the Tallahassee Area Musicians Guild. Utilize our complete backline and PA for rehearsals, jams, or hold auditions. Up to one hour slots (or more depending on number of signups) per artist/group.” 4pm
  • Madison Social: Trivia Social. They do half and half theme and miscellaneous, so check their FB every week for an event page. 7pm
  • Brass Tap in Midtown: Trivia. Check their FB page for the theme. 7pm
  • Cap City Video Lounge:
  • Bird’s Oyster Shack: Trivia With John Carpenter. Lively and fun. 7:30pm
  • GrassLands Brewing Company: Trivia Factory. 7:30pm
  • Midtown Pies: Bar Trivia With Hank. 50 questions of sweet, sweet trivia. Food! Beer! Something random in a bag! 8pm/free
  • Blue Tavern: Roda Vibe. “FSU musicians and others join to create a fun musical event that everyone can enjoy. In Portuguese, Roda is pronounced "Hoda." If it doesn't make you want to dance, check your pulse.” 8pm/free
  • Fire Bettys: Now That's What I Call Tuesday! Dance Party. 8pm
  • Fourth Quarter: Trivia With Professor Jim. AUCE wings. Truly a trivia favorite. 8pm
  • Krewe de Gras: Karaoke With Pete. 8:30pm
  • Brass Tap on Gaines: Karaoke with DJRah. 9pm
  • 926 Bar & Grill: Trivia Tuesday! 9:30pm
  • Applebee’s on the Parkway: Karaoke with Amanda Goram. 10pm
  • Pockets Pool: Karaoke with Dwight. 10pm/21+
  • the Bark: Bedroom Parade, Salt Wound, Kayla Gordon, Meatspeed. 9pm/all ages
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SHOT 2018/My tales of adventure in Las Vegas

So, you wanna go to SHOT show? You think it's all fun and games? Get to play with guns? See Jesse James and R. Lee Ermey? SHOT show is the annual pilgrimage of the unwashed masses to Las Vegas to rub elbows with youtube celebrities, bloggers and overseas businessmen copying US made equipment and share infectious disease.
If you love guns, gambling and gonorrhea - SHOT show is for you! It is not my typical idea of a good time. I am not a big fan of Las Vegas.
However: I do attend for a few reasons. First, I do enjoy travel and I'm platinum on AA so I can usually score an upgrade. Second, industry people are in there that I do hundreds of thousands if not millions of dollars with business with so it's nice to put a face with the name and see what deals are out there. SHOT for me has been a bust for the past few years. Being a value guy, I want to buy at $1000 and sell at $3000 and as of recently the gun business is more like buy for $1 and sell for $1.10 if you get what I mean.
We used to do business at SHOT and now it's just checking in on foursquare, instagram and rubbing elbows with bloggers and the like. I want to make money, not spend money so this is very annoying to me.
Anyways, onto the play by play.
Monday, January 22nd. One day before SHOT show.
The TSA line is a shitshow thanks to, well TSA. I have pre check and breeze right through.
I slog my way to the lounge, as shitty as it is to wait for my winged chariot to DFW. I have gone from being in an abusive relationship with Delta to being in an abusive relationship with AA. Although if you really want to experience the battered spouse feeling, UA is a few gates over.
I board my flight to Dallas/FW and my Renton assembled chariot is having a problem with one of the ring laser gyros, the hate agent tells us we are delayed for an indeterminate amount of time. Even as an AA Plat, I have no cleared upgrades. I am number 4 on the list with one seat open to Dallas/FW. I am 39/61 for Dallas/FW to LAX.
Fuck my life.
I gate check my bags to make life easier for me and the rest of the folks slumming it. If I don't have to worry about being short on time, I like to gate check to free up bins for those who are not as fortunate. Eventually I board and ask the FA to say hi to the captain and get a ride report. Light chop all over north texas today and we're going to take the long way around the field due to wind.
Me: I guess it's true. Dallas always does seem to blow a little harder in the postseason...
CA: Hahhahaha
FO: You got that right! Go eagles!
Having brightened the day of the flight crew, I head back to my MCE seat in Y and kick back and relax by listening to my Rumours, my favorite fleetwood mac album on my ipod.
We land at Dallas an hour and a half late eating into my 4 hour spa layover I had planned. I hightail it to the Centurion lounge in terminal D, my home away from home. Thankfully I don't need a massage since I brought my friend Laura some homemade chocolate rice crispy squares and she gave me a one hour massage and gave me a happy ending.
I grab a plate and help myself to some of the excellent chicken and some mashed red potatoes and bacon It is cheesy and DELICIOUS. Between that and the poblano rice, I can feel it going straight to my thighs. No, I do not care. NOM NOM NOM
https://imgur.com/a/WBcyd
The lounge is packed. The bar is full and I grab a quick single malt as I have my meal since American's not going to feed me. They begin boarding to LAX as I walk out of the lounge. I make it to the gate and the entire plane has boarded because the screens say they are boarding group 9.
Giving the FA a friendly nod, I ask to say hi to the captain and I stride through J and say hello to the two gentlemen flying today. Aviation nerd protip: CHECK YOUR ROUTING!
I didn't, but I had a hunch since arriving from the east we'd get the ANJLL 1 or the HLYWD 1 arrival. I got a 50/50 shot. Let's see how good I am.
Drop my bags at the threshold, poke my head in.
Me: Howdy guys, we still looking good for the Hollywood 1 tonight?
CA: Man, you did your homework yes we are! GABBL transition as a matter of fact!
Damn I'm good.
FC: Nice! I know you guys take a rash of crap from drunk Parker so I like to say hello to the folks who do the heavy lifting and I'm a total airplane dork so it's cool to check the place out.
CA: I'm an airplane dork too! I'm Jeff Rowland, nice to meet ya!
SUPER nice guy. He gave me a tour of the airplane, even took a picture of me in the left seat.
https://imgur.com/a/xVIy6
Here he is showing me some stuff around the airplane. He gives me the grand tour of the 787-9 including this neat feature that actually measures how many G's they have on landing so they know whether or not they need an overweight landing inspection or not. AMAZING airplane. I'm shown all the bells and whistles and they tell me how fun the plane is to fly. Jeff takes a few pics of me in the best seat of the house. I tell the guys I'll see them at the in and out burger on Sepuldeva and I hike back to my seat in W.
The FA's were wondering where I was, and they gave away my assigned seat. I take an empty center aisle seat and make life easier for everyone. W in the 787-9 is a solid hard product. The BE Aerospace MI-Q seat is a good ride whether in it for 3 hours to LAX or 13 to CDG like I was in a few months ago. https://imgur.com/a/iPHVh
The boarding door closes for an on time departure and I watch another airplane movie - American Made with Tom Cruise. He's so dreamy. Jeff's PA's were really lame and had a whole bunch of people laughing in the back on the way to LA. The flight was not long enough. The landing is a perfect grease job on 24L and we await a tug to get towed into gate 41 at LAX. I say thanks again to the flight crew - worthy of note, http://andystravelblog.boardingarea.com/2018/01/29/pilots-lette
My next hop via a 737 to LAS is uneventful. I stop at the Centurion lounge for some freshly squeezed OJ. It is DELICIOUS as AA's app tells me my bags are being unloaded.
I grab my things and hop in the last car Hertz has in the gold section - a 2016 Toyota Corolla. Times are rough. I'm at Circus Circus again. I check in and tell the lady about the last time I was there with the neighbors and the extremely loud sex. Full story: tail end of this - https://www.reddit.com/guns/comments/5podeq/shot_2017my_tales_of_adventure_in_las_vegas/
She damn near busts a gut laughing and upgrades me to a skyrise room and gives me a line pass and complimentary buffet.
I arrive to my room where housekeeping has not cleaned it to my exacting specifications. Specifically, there are like three hairballs from a cat in the chair next to the desk. I ask for another room and they set it up for me. It's now 1AM. In and out burger is closed.
Fuck.
Tuesday, January 23rd SHOT Show Day One
You gotta get into the palazzo garage before 8AM or you are not getting a spot. I get in at 8:01 and miraculously find a spot. They are doing so much construction at the resort that I don't recognize it. I grab my pass and check in with some other industry associates. My first day is semi-eventful as I check out the sig 365, a very promising concealed carry product as well as a few other really neat things and many many useless items.
I run into u/chugbleach in the basement and we trade stories. He shows me some neat stuff he's been working on. We plan to dine later in the week and I continue walking the show when I see the most amazing booth ever.
Backstory: https://www.reddit.com/guns/comments/7ag6oj/gsg_stg_44/dp9u9hw/
I let fluff buy the hook, he posts $120 to win $100 if he gets his HMG gun by the end of Q1. If gun arrives on time, he gets $100 from me. If no, I get $120 from him.
I walk back to chug.
FC: DUDE DUDE DUDE YOU GOTTA SEE THIS COME QUICK
CB: Okay lets go
We walk briskly not 100 feet. I stop quickly. Chug looks confused.
I gesticulate wildly to our right.
This is what we see.
I crack up laughing and can barely contain myself. This is the greatest thing I have seen in weeks.
On that note it is time to take a break for lunch. I head up to one of my vendors who has a hospitality suite for the show and they are serving jambalaya for lunch every day. As a Louisiana boy, we do love jambalaya. There's a reason I spend lots of money with them. I eat and have a coke as I trade gun jokes with other gun dealers. I wander around the show and nothing else jumps at me.
I walk the footbridge over to the Wynn to see how the house is doing. The poker room is full. I draw $2500 from my credit line and head down to the craps table to throw some dice. I have some mixed success as it's getting late and I want to hit the in and out burger so as I'm getting ready to leave, Laura sends me a bunch of filthy text messages about what she wants to do to me when I get back. My chips and raging boner leave the tables quickly as I duck into the bathroom to tell her that if she wants to treat me like a prisoner on a conjugal visit - I went to 8 years of catholic school, she's entering a world of pain. She says game on.
After a quick trip to the cage to cash out, I'm up or down something like $100. I swing by in and out burger for a double double. It is delicious. Sleepy time.
Wednesday, January 24th. Day 2 of SHOT show.
Alarm goes off at 7:45 AM. I wash up, eat and get breakfast. In the garage by 8:15. Still manage to find a spot! Attendance is down this year. I get in line at Larue. They run out of dillo dust at 8:39. This is the line at 8:35 https://imgur.com/a/KLHrg
The show opens at 8:30. Fuck my life. I grab a dillo and some stickers for some friends and a few HK calendars. I wander around and talk to the guys over at Franklin Armory and their new SBR that isn't an SBR, SBS that isn't an SBS and rifle that isn't really a rifle BUT IS STILL A FIREARM. The projectiles they want to sell have fin stabilization and it's like a 55 grain flying Lombardi trophy. It's an interesting idea but I'm not 100% certain I would buy one personally. I trade war stories with a few other friends I meet up with at the show. I head down to the basement and I'm looking at a few accessories from Tactical Walls.
Just as I'm ready to leave - Joe Mantegna shows up and says hi to the reps.
FC: Mr Mantegna! I love your work! Can I get a picture?
JM: Sure.
Someone grabs my phone and snaps a pic
FC: You are great in the simpsons as Fat Tony. Just the best!
JM: (in fat tony voice) I don't get mad. I get stabby.
FC: That's awesome! Thanks! Enjoy the show!
I send the pics to some friends who enjoy snappy Mamet plays and they are all jealous. I head down to the basement. The ATF booth is vacant due to the government shutdown. So is the FBI booth. Oh well. I head upstairs to the manufacturer supplier section and I find out that Olympic Arms is still in business making things. I do a lap and get some business cards from some precision machine companies that can make some elaborate parts. Jambalaya again for lunch. Nom nom nom.
I head down to FN to talk shop with the guys down there and give them shit. FN's new innovation is a two tone FDE/Black gun. So now 50% of the gun does not have to match. I trade barbs with Mike Hoffman and we debate the age old question, is it really gay if you can suck your own cock? Just as I mention this, Steve Bannon shows up at the booth. That's my stop. I say hello to the director of commercial sales on my way out and go to the Knights booth where I find they're making 6.5 Creed stuff now. Interesting how quickly that cartridge has caught on. I talk shop with a few of the KAC guys and then I steal some more HK Kalendars for friends back home.
I hit the Circus Circus buffet with my free pass for the unpleasantness and it is not that great at all. They ran out of roast beef. I mean, really? SHOT SHOW IS IN TOWN! We are beef eating gun owners, and you're gonna run out of roast beef? This would never happen at the Wynn, an amazing property. I make a mental note to sell my MGM Mirage stock and buy some Wynn in the morning. I head back to the craps table and lose a shitload of money. I witness a heater happen after I color up and watch people go nuts. My luck at MGM properties has not been good. Ugh. I don't feel like doing gunnit live and head to sleep early.
Thursday, January 25th. Day 3 of SHOT show.
I message Chug and let him know that it's gotta be tonight if we're gonna hang since I fly out Friday night for Boston. We plan to make plans for dinner. I head to the show and get there at 3 minutes to 8. One of my best customers calls me wanting an XM2010. I head over to Remington and through some finagling they manage to say YES WE CAN SELL IT EVEN THOUGH WE ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO SELL IT. I work up a quote and get the customer the info and tell him what's what. I visit the nighthawk custom booth where they have a new gun chambered in .45 APC.
https://imgur.com/a/9bNe7
I kid with a few FBI guys about their attention to detail. I saunter about the show. Leatherman Tool Group always has some nice things to play with. Tim Leatherman is engraving tools for people with his autograph. I'm happy with all of his products I own and I stop by to shake his hand and tell him that my wave has saved my ass on a hundred different occasions and I once resurrected a Ford off the side of the road. He says he loves hearing the stories and he's a pretty nice guy.
I wander about a little more and I find myself over at the Emerson Knife Company booth looking around.
For those not in the know, Emerson has a bunch of specwar types as customers. Damn good knives and operator customers. One of them is behind the table wearing a badge that says JOHN SMITH - JOHN SMITH INC. He's got arms that are as thick as my legs and he looks like a Navy Seal. He bolts upright from his seat and looks at my wrist.
"Is that a 1675?"
FC: Sure is! Damn good eye! My dad won it in an underground poker game in Hong Kong in 1968 from a couple of navy guys on shore leave that flew F4's off Dixie Station.
"Holy crap, that's fucking awesome!"
We talk watches and guns and killing people for a while. He says he's in the navy and the budweiser insignia necklace he is wearing tells me everything I need to know. Nice guy. I wonder what his real name is as the show closes down and as I walk out the magpul booth gives me a laugh. A paper sign on the door says "DOOR IS LOUD AF CLOSE GENTLY"
I'm not kidding - https://imgur.com/a/GgSkU
I head over to Chug's hotel and he gives me the grand tour. It's way nicer than my hotel. We go out and have dinner. I'm asked if I like Thai.
FC: Tie good, you like shirt?
Nobody gets my simpsons jokes. We go to dinner where a good time is had by all. Chug gets a call and needs to drop off a SHOT show pass to a co-worker of his flying in. As opposed to all the mechanics of a dead drop at the palazzo etc I tell him fuck it, just give it to me and I'll pick him up from the airport. In exchange, I tell him I want all the leftover chicken wings from the Thai place.
It's a deal. I grab the wings and head to McCarran. There's a guy in a BRZ hauling ass and I decide to see what this shitbox can do. I get the Corolla up to 115 MPH on the highway before backing down to a more sensible speed. After 5 minutes of MARCO / POLO I find the fellow and give him his shot show pass and a ride to his hotel. I find it funny that last year I ran an unapproved uber substitute and here we are again and the same thing is happening. I'm offered gas money or a beer after the show and I tell him hey, it's your first time at SHOT - enjoy the show, don't sweat it.
I hightail it up the strip to the Palazzo where I play a bit and eventually see a heater in progress. I split the 6/8 for $120 each and they hit. I press it and they hit again. Maybe this won't be a bad trip after all. Table craps out and I cash out still down a few bucks but better than when I started.
By the time I make it back to the room, it's 4AM. I eat the chicken wings. They're delicious.
Friday, January 26th. Day 4 of SHOT show.
I've gotten most of what I want to get done, done. I ordered some Firearm Instructor body armor from one of my guys since lots of people want me dead first thing in the AM and things were going good. I sleep in and debate what I want for breakfast when I realize things are going a little too good. Nothing really bad has happened this trip yet. I pack up and get ready to leave the hotel when I get a push notification.
MOTHERFUCKER
My flight to Boston has been canceled.
My confirmed first class seats on one of the hardest to upgrade legs in the entire AA route network - LAX to BOS, gone. AA proactively books me on the flight leaving LA a few hours later IN COACH. A middle seat, even. No, just no. I call American and they tell me the plane is broken. Damnit. I look on the app for acceptable reroutings and there is nothing available in first. I say fuck it, I'll deal with this shit later. I have the rental car until midnight, lots of time to make a new plan. I check out of the hotel, throw my bags in the car and head down to the show and it's a freaking ghost town. Parking spaces everywhere. I say bye to a few folks as my phone sends me a notification. WSJ: STEVE WYNN ACCUSED OF DECADES OF SEXUAL MISCONDUCT
Oh FUCK MY LIFE. I bought the stock back on Wednesday. GODDAMNIT STEVE WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS BULLSHIT
I skip lunch and walk across the street to the Wynn and their corporate office.
You see, I have a simple theory. If the allegations are false, they should have no problem sending someone out to listen to my concerns and say the allegations are false and here's everything we're doing to fight it. If the allegations are true, they'll send down hired goons to throw me out the door.
It's sorta like spousal infidelity. If A finds evidence of B cheating, credit card statements, sexts, racy pictures, etc - and A confronts B and B admits it and says I want a divorce, B is guilty. If B says A is cheating on them what the fuck are you doing looking at my credit card statements and phone you're the one that's wrong and invading my privacy get the fuck out of my house - B is really guilty.
That's the theory. If they go full retard and bounce me off the property, the stock is probably going to go down some more. If they address the concerns, things should not be as bad.
Since I walked through the property the last time I was in town, I knew where the corporate office was. The name on my broker statement says WYNN RESPORTS and so did the sign on the doors. I walk through the doors and to the end of the hallway where there's another electronically locked door that is unlocked.
There's a security guard who is nonplussed sitting at a desk wondering if I'm lost. I explain to him that I'm a shareholder and I want to know what this company is doing about this catastrophe. He says he can't say/do anything and I'm instructed to leave. I ask him if he can take a message. He says yes, and I'm like you just said you can't do anything. So what's that supposed to mean?
I argue with him about what he supposedly can and cannot do as I eat raspberry macrons that have been plated at the reception area of the corporate office. THESE BETTER BE THE BEST FUCKING MACARONS I HAVE EVER EATEN GODDAMNIT. They are. Fuck.
He tells me that my best bet is to talk to someone else at the resort, not him. Fine.
I leave and head to the concierge desk - because from one concierge to another, we can solve problems. I explain the situation and instead of routing me to the press office or investor relations - they give me a phone and tell me to speak to guest services. AKA the people that help you with your stay as a guest of the hotel. I give the lady taking the message about 15 minutes worth of comments and she's assured me that they'll be passed along to management.
Given the circumstances I think that's the best I'm going to do today. Now, there's the issue of me being stuck in vegas for another night. I look down at my phone and AA has offered three itineraries flying out of McCarran tomorrow IN FIRST CLASS that gets me to Boston in a timely fashion. I jump on the 625AM flight to Charlotte. This means I need to be at the car rental by 525AM and out the door around 0430. Fuck my life. And I have nowhere to sleep/showeshit/shave.
As I'm walking back to the esplanade to cross back over to the Palazzo where my car is, I notice the registration desk. I get in line and a lovely lady asks what she can do for me.
I tell her that I'm a shareholder and I'm pretty mad about the way the company is handling their sex offender in chief. And given the $18 haircut I took on the stock today, if there's an angry shareholder discount on a room tonight I think that would be more than fair given the circumstances. She agrees and gets me a bottle of water and the manager. The manager asks me if I've stayed at the hotel before, the answer is yes and asks to see my ID so she can see if she can plug me in at a repeat guest rate.
A few minutes go by and I wait patiently at the desk when I'm tapped on the shoulder.
There's two former NFL linebackers, one with his back towards me and the other introducing himself as the director of security.
Hmmm. Lets see. For those not in the know, there's only one exit in and out of the wynn registration desk.
If there's two bodies on me, there's gotta be at least two more at each side of the wall behind it that I can't see, I figure 4 sets of eyes running the eye in the sky all with their eyes glued to the monitors, the director of security is holding my ID which means he's already got my play, my comps, my markers, run me through central credit, my red card, he's got metro running me for wants/warrants and there's probably an unmarked metro ford next to a service exit with an open door and a seat reserved for me in the back.
I look down at my watch. The market is closed. I can't sell. Fuck. Because there is no way in hell this stock is holding $180 monday morning.
Quickly, I bang out a message to my brother letting him know I am about to be arrested at the Wynn and to start googling Las Vegas bail bonds.
The two security guys tell me to step away from the front desk and they want to know what the hell I'm doing. I tell them I want answers from the management of this company about how they're handling this disaster. They say I can't just walk into a casino corporate office and ask to speak to someone.
Well, I just did. Why can't I?
They said it represents a major security risk and a breach of their perimeter. After all, Mr. Wynn takes his security at the hotel very seriously.
Me: I suppose if I were a sex offender with hired goons, I'd take my security seriously too. And if you really didn't want people going back there - last time I checked, this is a casino. The doors have locks. Perhaps you should have oh I don't know, locked them?
Wynn Security: What makes you think you can just walk in here and talk to us like that?
Me: I'm a stockholder. Technically you work for me.
Wynn Security: You honestly expect that a big company like us is going to send someone out of the corporate office to talk to a guy like you about a thing like this? That never happens in corporate america.
Me: That's strange. Michael Moore did exactly that and that's what made him famous. What's your point?
We bantered in the registration area of the Wynn for something like an hour and 45 minutes as the director of security wandered back and forth. They never backed down with the questions and I never backed down from the answers. A lot of casino security is former law enforcement so they're looking for that time you change your story like on an episode of cops. For instance, if it was cops it would go like
Cop: who's drugs are these?
1: Never seen em before
fast forward 2 min
1: I mean my friend smokes pot, maybe it's his
Cop: I thought you said you never seen em before?
fast forward 2 min
1: So I smoke a little pot okay
Cop: I thought you said it might be your friends pot?
fast forward 2 min
1: yeah it's my pot
They were looking for a reason to throw me out and as far as I can tell, they probably still are. I'm sorta expecting a registered letter in the mail barring me from the property in a week. If I start yelling, it's disorderly conduct and they have a case. If start pushing someone around, same thing. But if I speak candidly and gesticulate wildly and raise cogent points about how every single hotel employee I've dealt with thus far owns a combined total of zero shares in the company - they have no skin in the game and I do. So, they can't really criticize my opinion as wrong because I'm the stockholder not them. At least, that's my opinion. I could be wrong.
Well, the goons disagreed with me and said I was wrong. They also said that this could have been accomplished with a phone call. I said no, because you wouldn't take a phone call seriously. And now you're taking this seriously. So, match point: FC.
They didn't like that. It would not surprise me in the least if Steve Wynn was in the security booth with a radio telling his guys to find some reason to arrest me and have me sent to Clark County booking. This guy just feels guilty as sin. I can't prove it but my gut has usually been right about this sort of thing.
As I'm waiting for my inevitable arrest and booking, I wonder if American Airlines will allow me another flight change due to temporary incarceration. Because there's no way I'll be able to leave the state with an ROR or a signature bond out. I look over at Mean Joe Greene Jr and tell him I was too angry to eat lunch and I'd like to have a seat before my blood sugar crashes and my head hits the floor and Steve sends me a bill for the shattered italian marble.
He gestures towards a chair in the reception area and I have a sit. He offers to bring me another water. I decline. He brings me a water anyways. I consume both the waters as compliments of the house as a sign of untoward cooperation.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the director of security talking to two metro PD guys with handcuffs out. I hear over the radio they're asking for a rover to take me down to the security office for fingerprinting and photographs. He is gesticulating wildly.
The director of security comes back over and he tries to get me to crack on my story. I tell him I'm here as a shareholder as a private citizen demanding accountability of the management. I will not apologize for walking through an unlocked door to the corporate office asking to speak to someone to hear out my concerns, I will not apologize for going to the concierge since the previous person was very unhelpful and I will not apologize for expecting the highest standards of a fortune 1000 company chairman and CEO. And until you pony up and buy some stock, I'm not about to take a lecture about what is and isn't acceptable behavior from people who don't have skin in the game protecting what should be by all accounts a registered sex offender.
He looks back at Metro PD.
They shrug.
They've got nothing chargeable on me.
Hell, I'm not even counting cards this time.
Next thing I know he quickly walks away and returns with a late 20's hispanic fellow who introduces himself as the hotel manager. He says that he's gotten a report from security and that Mr. Wynn's private life he cannot comment on but the concerns I have will be sent up towards management.
FC: So you're the hotel manager? So you report to Matt Maddox. You tell him that this is a mess. Nobody comes back from this sort of thing. Not Harvey Weinstein. Not Louis CK. Not Matt Lauer. Not Bill O'Reilly. Not Bill Cosby. Not Kevin Spacey. Not Charlie Rose. Not Al Franken. And the LAST time this happened at Mirage, a shareholder revolt wound up sending the company into the hands of MGM. What's to stop Sheldon from across the street from doing the same thing? You tell them that.
The manager nods and offers me a room at a rate, inclusive of resort fee and taxes of $335/night. I take out my phone, look at the Hotel Tonight app and realize that I'm being charged more money than if I were to book the room from a consolidator.
Now, I don't mind the lie about understanding where I'm coming from. I do mind the insult to my intelligence. I am handed back my ID and the hotel manager offers his business card. I take his business card and go over to the cage. I close my credit line and take my deposit out of the cage. I'm down for the trip. Fuck this shit, I'll deal with it later. I call my brother and tell him that I've been released. We look at some flights and to get back to Boston will require another night in Las Vegas. Everything leaving tonight is full due to the conventions closing up.
AA has some seats open in first via Charlotte and Philly, I take the Charlotte flight leaving at 6:30 AM from McCarran and they confirm me seats in first all the way to Logan. This is the only thing to go right today. I purchase some clean clothes since I will not have time to do laundry in Boston anymore due to the delay and head over to the palace station oyster bar. The wait is about 2 hours but I make some friends in line while I'm there. I am torn between the alaskan chowder and the bouillabaisse. I ask Steve behind the bar what he thinks is best. He says do the bouillabaisse. I tell him that sounds excellent, and to add extra lobster. I ask him how long, he says could be 30 minutes but check back in 20. I tell him I'm gonna go hit the tables and I'll be back in 20. The timer on my phone begins counting down.
I belly up to the nearest craps table and I drop my cash down. I tell them I want it in black and red and the croupier complies. I bet the 6/8 split with mixed success and the pass line with odds. The shooter misses the point. I look down at my dwindling stack of chips and there's 15 minutes left.
Fuck it. Go big or go home. Lets get this shit over with. The point comes off. I drop $100 on the pass line. New shooter gets the dice and the come out roll hits a 10.
I look at the gal with the whip. I throw her a stack of chips.
FC: Full odds on the ten, $200 hard way, give me all the numbers and a nickel c and e.
New shooter proceeds to hit every number on the board, midnight, yo and a speed limit. Pass line pays even money. Pass odds pays 2-1. I'm looking down at a big stack of chips. What the fuck just happened?
I drop $100 on the pass line again, the point comes out for an 8. I take full odds and all the numbers. New shooter hits every number on the board, midnight, yo, except the 8. The guy next to me has the all or nothing at all working so the only thing left to hit is the 8 and it's gonna pay 175:1. The 8 does not hit. Everyone is chasing the 8'er from Decatur.
I look down at my stack and the table limit and the boxman.
FC: hey Joe, what's the juice on laying the 8?
Joe: 5 points!
I take down my pass line odds.
FC: I want everything off and I'll lay the 8 for a dime.
Everyone at the table looks at me like I'm a lunatic. I slide over two purple chips and two green for the vig.
Time remaining until bouillabaisse: 8 minutes.
Lets see what happens. The dice bang around a bunch of more times. I'm ahead for this trip. Way ahead. Next thing I know, the gal with the whip calls no roll. One of the dies have left the table.
Time remaining until bouillabaisse: 4 minutes.
This is my stop.
FC: Take down my lay, and I'll color up.
The boxman colors me up, I leave a nice tip for the crew and start to walk over to the cage to cash in. I hear screaming and profanity, I turn around and I see the dealers stacking chips. The shooter has 7'd out.
Time remaining until bouillabaisse: 2 minutes.
There's a long line at the cage. I walk back to the oyster bar and I see a big bowl with a plate covering it. Steve behind the bar has thought of everything.
I turn the plate over and look down at my stack of chips. Maybe today won't be so bad after all.
https://imgur.com/a/bjK7R
The bouillabaisse is delicious. The win is even more delicious. I nom my way to the bottom of the bowl and settle up the bill. I leave Steve a nice tip as I head over to the Palazzo to say hi to some friends. I find myself at a craps table you can hang meat upon. This is not good. It's getting late and I head over to my room at the Mandalay Bay.
Now, here's the fucked up part. This girl I've been hooking up with didn't hook up with me before I left for SHOT. She's been messing with my brain for a whole week. I check in to the Mandalay Bay where there's a goddamn pornstar convention going on.
FML.
I find myself down at a craps table at 11PM and bringing a frontier flight attendant named Amber back to my room. The lucky streak continues. My flight leaves in a few hours. I kick her out of my room and pass out.
Flight leaves at 625 for CLT. Need to be at McCarran at 525. Out the door of the hotel by 5AM at the latest. I set my alarm.
*Saturday, January 27th. *
I wake up to see the sun shining through my hotel room. I look down at the alarm clock. 8:01AM.
My long standing joke is that I sleep like a dead prostitute. The evening of ravenous illegal in 48 states sex has taken its toll. Fuck. I grab the phone and press the button for guest services. I turn on the speaker as I open my bag wide and just stuff everything in as fast as I can. I throw my boots on as I tell them to check me out over the phone. I haul ass downstairs to the garage and I get to McCarran and board the shuttle to Terminal 1. I walk up to the AA desk knowing I am 11 different kinds of fucked. Nancy the gate agent starts working on my departure. AA's rule is 2 hours from departure on a flat tire. That's 8:25 AM. It's a few minutes before 9. Nancy the great agent cannot get anything to work. She has to put me in the special services line. By the time I get there, they tell me I'm flying standby and I'm on the flight to Philly leaving at 1PM in the afternoon. There is no way in hell they can get me on the 10AM to Phoenix.
My cousin is getting married in Boston and she is going to fucking kill me. I told her I'd be there around 6PM on the rebooking. And now I'm going to be leaving for Philly in 4 hours. Granted, the Amex Centurion Lounge has freshly squeezed OJ but that's not going to be enough today. I run to TSA and get cleared. I run past the Centurion to head straight for the Phoenix gate. Hopefully other folks have had an irish layover. The gate agent there starts working me and she says that they have two open seats and that they're gonna get me on. Just sit tight. I step to the side to let her help a few other folks gate check bags. The clock is ticking and her colleague closes the boarding door as I'm standing next to the gate looking fucked. I take a deep breath and try to keep it together.
A tap on the shoulder.
"Sir, your boarding pass. Exit row window. I've taken the liberty and called back to make sure there's space in the overhead for my bags so you don't have to gate check. You are good to go."
I look up at the three ladies working the podium.
FC: Can I hug any of you?
Gate Agent 1: No
Gate Agent 2: I'm sick
Gate Agent 3: Sure, why not?
I head behind the counter and give her a hug. She seems pleased.
I hightail it to the door. Gate agent 2 opens it up for me. I run down the jetway like a charging rhino, Chris Christie like. The flight attendants greet me by name and they realize that my nose is bleeding from the 8 ball I shared with Amber a few hours back. The FA points at my nose and asks me if I'd like to step into the lav. I realize it's probably pretty bad. I leave my bags in the galley and duck in and I stuff a bunch of paper in my nose as an ersatz tampon. I walk back out, grab my bags and I declare to the entire plane it's the dry air not a cocaine problem.
Nobody believes me.
I take my seat and there's an empty seat between me and an in uniform FA on the way home. We chat a bit and Cathy thinks my story is hilarious. She even gets on AA's PALL list for the flight to Boston and checks and says I'm number one on standby R4. A nice lady, I offer her one of my extra LaRue Dillo's. She thinks they're cute.
The working FA walks back and looks down at the traveling FA and says very discreetly there's a 40 minute ground hold due to PHX losing a runway. This is gonna be really really tight. My connecting flight to Boston is not looking good. We wait the 40 minutes for the hold and make it to PHX about 15 minutes behind schedule. I bolt to the Boston gate. I ask if they've cleared all the standby passengers. They say yes. I say I should be number one and they hand me a ticket in coach.
FC: Any way I can talk you into a seat in the front of the plane?
The hate agent just looks at me funny. He does not seem to think that's happening. He asks me if I have status on the airline. Sure do. He says no promises.
I tell him no sweat, I'm gonna go take a leak and come back around in 5.
I walk back up and he hands me my new boarding pass.
https://imgur.com/a/IJuPe
I call my cousin and tell her that I'm gonna be a few hours late. Great ride all the way into Boston. I sleep like a dead prostitute.
https://imgur.com/a/RKMSu
Just as we cruise past the city of big shoulders, the FA wakes me up.
"Mr Hayden, would you like some ice cream?"
I look at my neighbor who is a middle age female executive and she is plowing through hers like Sherman through Atlanta.
FC: You know what, Chuck? I've always wanted to say this. I'll have what she's having.
https://imgur.com/a/our5R
Ice cream on the ground, delicious.
Ice cream on a plane, FUCKING FANTASTIC.
FC out.
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They Gather at the North Side

They Gather at the North Side
I am a lucky man.
Pa always said that there’s no such thing as luck. Luck is just your hard work finally payin’ off. People like us, the ones who think we’re lucky, we just don’t connect our past actions to our future successes. Sure you could roll the dice down at Geno’s and get a 4-5-6 and scoop the whole damn pot up in one go. Winnin’ those twenty bucks over and over again would be luck. But then when the boys down at Geno’s don’t want you coming around no more, and Geno is selling you all the sliver slices of the pie for a buck twenty still, you feel downright unlucky.
I got my own brand of luck goin’ on at Geno’s. They call me Unlucky Lonny Pickett because I roll nothing but duds, 3-5-6 or 1-4-2. I lose a quarter here and a buck there, but I got them boys down right endeared to me. Pa always called that ‘making connections’. Ma called it networkin’, whatever the hell that means.
So anyways, I keep on losin’ and losin’ and Geno and the boys keep feelin’ sorry for poor ol’ Lonny Pickett. All of a sudden I’m gettin’ the biggest slices, and Geno gives me the ‘friends’ discount of ten whole percents off. The boys too, swell fellas to the last, start spreadin’ word that ol’ Lonny Pickett needs to make a few more greenbacks because they want that good ol’ boy to keep comin’ round and rollin’ the dice with them. I agree with them. My truck is rustier than the abandoned metal works downtown. It needs an oil change and a few new brake pads from Meineke, too. I got me a dog, a hell of a mutt I might add, goes by the name of Chester. Poor Chester’s got to eat, I says. They say, “Let me see what I can do for ya Lonny.”
It went like that for a few years. They’d get me a job here and a job there. Paintin’ houses, layin’ copper wire, mowin’ laws and plowin’ driveways. Real small time shit that I’m more than happy to do. I thought that would be my life, so damned if I’ve ever been more surprised in my life when I got that lucky phone call.
“Hey Lonny?” the voice had said on the other line.
“Oh yeah how ya doin’ Jeb?” Jebediah was a good man who sometimes came by Geno’s on poker night. I did some weather panelin’ for him on his new home a few months ago.
“Lonny I got me some good news for you. You ready for this because I think you gotta be sitting down when you hear it.” I sat down and nodded. He must have seen it through the phone ‘cus the old boy didn’t wait a tick before speakin’ again.
“I got you a whole farm, me and the boys pitched in. Even Geno kicked in a quarter.”
A whole quarter from Geno? “What do ya mean you got me a whole farm? Ain’t no farms here in town. Ain’t no way I could afford one acre neither.”
Jebediah laughed. I hate it when people get the giggles on the phone, the lines never make it seem real. Canned laughter, they call it on the TV. “I know how hard you’re having it right now Lonny. We all do. You got some good pals, man. We’ve been saving up a little bit of what you’ve been losing over the years playing the dice. We had a whole bundle put away so Patrick went down to the police auction - and you know Sullivan right?”
“Course I know Sullivan. Bastards been puttin’ me in the drunk tank every night for a year now. Says the law won’t let me drive after havin’ a few no more, which I think is bullshit if you ask me.”
“Ya well I’d cozy right up to the copper because the old salt did you a right favor. Two acres, Lonny, a ways up Mill Street. Cost us only two Benjamin Franklins.” I had paused for a bit when he said it, tryin’ to think over the words that I heard through the phone. Did this son of a gun just say that I’m gettin’ myself two whole acres and I ain’t gotta do nothing for it?
“You son of a gun, did you really get me two whole acres and I ain’t gotta do nothing for it?” I said. I say a lot of things that I think. There ain’t enough time in the day to have your mouth and brain battlin’ over every word.
“We did Lonny. Thank Patrick and Geno and Sullivan and the rest. You’re gonna have to work your butt to the bone but you’ll be swimming in green soon enough. Governments been buying crops from all the farmers ‘round here for years now. You don’t even gotta sell the shit you grow, just give it to Uncle Sam and he’ll do the rest.”
“Why’d it only cost a cool two hundred, Jeb? What’s the deal there? That lands worth probably a hundred times as much.”
“They couldn’t sell it Lonny. It’s been in the police auction for years and years. Patrick haggled Sullivan down, told him to just get it off his damn books already instead of trying to force it on some poor sod for twenty thousand buckaroonies.”
“Why was it on the police auction though?”
There was silence for a bit until Jeb cleared his throat, “Last owner got killed there. And don’t worry, it ain’t no haunted farm house. The old boy died out in the field. They say he was feverish, wandered out into the woods, and some wolves got to him. It was family land, the Plunketts, I think the name was. Don’t know much more than that other than that the last Plunkett probably should have brought a gun with him before doing a foolish thing like fighting off wolves in the middle of a downpour. Wolves don’t even eat crops.”
“Ya, silly bastard. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph I don’t know what to say Jeb.”
“Ain’t gotta say nothing, Lonny. All you gotta do is pay us back some day and we’ll be roses.”
I hung up the phone, thinkin’ to myself if it was either networkin’, makin’ good connections with the right people, or just good ol’ fashioned luck that just got me the opportunity of my life. I think it was a little bit of all three.
Anyways, that’s how the call went back in February. It was high summer now, perfect growin’ season, and my crops were gonna come in nice and good. Sweet corn, wheat, pumpkins, squashes, cabbages. I figured that instead of growin’ one thing I’d spread out and see what took. At least for this first year.
My Pa was a farmer. Didn’t own one, but he worked the land like he did. I think that’s where I got my green thumb. I could always grow somethin’ to be fat and juicy. My own belly would win me first prize at the county fair if I entered myself in the livestock competition. Even Chester would get me a good price at the butchers.
Chester’s been havin’ a ball. The mutt mostly has bloodhound in his veins, but I think he’s definitely got some wolf in there too. He was dyin’ in town. Dyin’ to get back out to the wild. He took off like a bat out of hell the second I let him out of my piece of shit Chevy the first day that I took up residence on the far end of Mill Street. Damn thing took a whole lap around my acres, two or three times, livin’ as high as a kite caught in an updraft. Saw him chase a pack of deer off the north side of the field too, barkin’ and spittin’ at them until they took their little white tails between their legs and bolted into the woods. That was good, in a ways. Deer like to eat crops, but I don’t want Chester killin’ the poor things. I was never one to hurt animals. If they want to help themselves to a cabbage or two, I’ll oblige mother nature. I’ll start keepin’ Chester on a leash if he’s gettin’ too violent with them deer.
Days were now full of toilin’ and hard work. I was used to laborin’ but not like this. See if I’m helpin’ Jeb put up panelin’ or shovelin’ Mrs. Hutchinson’s driveway, sweet little blue-haired gal by the way, I get myself some smoke breaks and good ol’ fashioned American break time. When a man’s back is sore and his brain is a thumpin’, he’s got the right to take a rest after a good two hours of work. Ain’t no break time out here in the field, tho. Pa taught me that. Says there used to be an ant and a grasshopper. Ant worked hard all summer while the grasshopper sat on his butt. Winter comes around and the grasshopper freezes to death, hungrier than a coonhound before a fox hunt. Ant is peachy clean, enjoyin’ the fruit of his labors down in his little anthole. Be the ant, my Pa said, so now I am. I ain’t gonna be hungry this winter after Uncle Sam buys up all this corn for five cents more than market price.
I knew the work would be hard. I knew I’d have to borrow and beg to get myself a good tiller, maybe hire a few of them lazy local boys to break the dirt for a dollar or two an hour. Patrick and Jeb and Stu and the rest of the boys came ‘round to help me fix up the house - a nice little three room shack that’s much too big for just me - and they even helped clean up the barn - an old leanin’ and musty place full of spiders and moths. Little by little the place came together. Some of the other farmers even stopped by to gawk and whistle.
“Well dang I never thought to see the Plunkett’s place all lit up at night like that again,” said one of em. He was a bearded fella that looked like the stereotypical Iowa farmer. He was even chewin’ on a piece of wheat stalk when he said it.
“Why do you say a thing like that?” I asked him kindly enough. “It’s a honey pot,” he replied. “Lands fertile, stronger and richer than any dirt ‘round here. The Plunketts supported a whole family for three generations on just two acres. They could grow cabbages as big as your head during dry seasons.”
“Honey pot?” I says.
“Yeah, yknow, a honey pot. Flies smell the honey and get themselves all stuck in there. Then you just close the lid and they’re trapped.” “What do ya mean trapped? Does this place got spooks or somethin’?” I asked in a panic, starin’ at that barn. I never liked that barn. It was too scary to go in at night and I kept Chester close when I had to go pokin’ around in there during the day.
“Lords no. Ghosts ain’t real. Shoot, everyone knows that. The lands cursed tho.” He opened his hands and started tickin’ off his fingers as he told me the family history, “One of the Plunkett boys met his maker by hitting another Plunkett boy’s truck during a nasty rainstorm a while back. That other boy caught a fever walkin’ back in the rain and never got better. They had a girl when I was just a little fella who fell down a sewage pipe. They found her a few months later. Their Grandpa, the original owner of this here land, was said to be the last casualty of William McKinley’s war in Cuba. The very last one. Got shot by a Spanish national right before the ceasefire was called. They had another boy go off to ‘Nam and get shot in the back by his own squad over a false alarm. Plunkett clan was dwindling one at a time until it was just Robert Plunkett. He went missing ten years ago, said that he just walked right off into the woods and never came back. I ain’t calling that unlucky, but you notice a pattern here.”
“Well I ain’t nothin’ but luck,” I said beaming. “Cept down at Geno’s, but dice don’t count. I’m the luckiest summofabitch ‘round these parts. I got me a big ol’ farm that my friends bought for me, a good mutt, and my health.” I patted my belly which was gettin’ rather thin at this point. Sweatin’ through the summer gettin’ the place ready for winter saw to that. “Only thing keepin’ me from being the luckiest man in all of Iowa is a lady friend.”
“Well shoot, shoulda said so earlier,” said the farmer warmly. “I got’s me a cousin... or niece... I don’t know what to call that particular branch of the family tree when it’s your cousin’s daughter. But anyway, she’s a sweet gal. I’ll send her by sometime.” “Thank you kindly, I do appreciate it, I do.”
And that’s the story of how I got this fine young thing sittin’ next to me at supper now. Her name is Courtney, a city girl name, but she was all country. She ain’t the prettiest I ever saw, got a face that looks like someone took a tiller to it. But she’s a good woman with a flat belly, a round caboose and a set of milk jugs that could keep a baby cow fed and happy. Took to Chester right away too. Biggest surprise ‘bout the whole thing is Courtney’s twice the farm hand I am. She got the rusty tractor smokin’ and rumblin’ after workin’ on it for only a day. That night, she cooked me up a whole tray of cheddar biscuits with some homemade white gravy and chip steak stewed in onions. Woo-wee, was I the luckiest man in the whole damn state. The courtin’ was peculiar. City folk take their dates ‘round to movies and such. I was thinkin’ about takin’ Courtney to see one once, but the drive-in only had “The Towering Inferno” and I was hopin’ to see “The Longest Yard” since it had Mr. Burt Reynolds playing God’s game, football. So the dates never happened, but Courtney was fine with that. We spent the nights out on the porch like an old married couple instead, forgettin’ the fact that I was now on the wrong side of thirty and my woman was barely twenty-five. It was one of those nights in late August, with a summer storm ragin’ and Courtney bundled up all close to me, when I realized I got myself the beginnings of a family. Never thought I’d have one of those. I thought I’d live and die as a vagabond. I proposed to her the next night usin’ a shiny piece of chicken wire as a ring.
She said yes. I was the luckiest man in America.
A week later she told me she had a bun in the oven. I said “Sounds tasty” and nearly walked away without realizin’ she meant a baby, not a loaf of bread that she was bakin’ up for me. I rushed to Courtney and kissed her all over, huggin’ her tight and smellin’ her hair. I never wanted to let go.
That was the last day I was happy.
See there’s some things you forget about when you’re gettin’ a farm up and runnin’. It was all peaches and roses when I was plantin’ the seeds, but now I needed ‘em to grow up. They became my babies, every last stalk of corn, every head of cabbage. I was worried ‘bout ‘em. So I was right to be furious when I saw the deer munchin’ on them in early September. Poor things were probably hungrier than the wolves chasin’ em, and they wouldn’t be comin’ round my farm unless they were desperate. It made me feel bad when Chester chased them away hollerin’ and snappin’ at their heels. But, it was necessary. I decided to put a bag of chicken feed out in the woods, thinkin’ that that might stop them from eatin’ up all my corn.
It didn’t work. Next day I roll out of bed and found that Courtney was already up. I come out of our bedroom to the smell of pork belly crispin’ up in the fryin’ pan.
“Woo-wee that’s smellin’ mighty fine,” I said to her, kissin’ her neck and touchin’ her belly. “How can I be so lucky to wake up to a smell like that?”
“Sure you keep thinking you’re lucky Lonny,” she says to me, “but them deer out there say otherwise. You best be shooing them along before they do anymore damage.”
Well if I wasn’t tee’d off before now I was spittin’ fire. I slammed open our back door and lo and behold there were four of ‘em goin’ to town on my cabbages. The greens were growin’ mighty but ain’t nobody would buy a half chewed cabbage, not even the government. I ran out in my skivvies screamin’ sweet Jesus at them but they didn’t even budge. It’s like they weren’t afraid of humans no more. Chester came flyin’ out of the house and chased them deer so far away that he didn’t come back for a whole hour. But, when he did, he seemed hurt. I was worried sick ‘bout him but me and Courtney checked him all over and couldn’t find a scratch. He limped around just the same and slept the rest of the day in the barn.
It went like that for a week. Dang things were more darin’ than James Bond goin’ into Goldfinger’s casino. I’m pullin’ my hair out at this point picturin’ all that cash they were eatin’. Courtney was all jokes the first few times, tellin’ me I should put up a scarecrow, like that would work on deer, but now she’s all worried too. Says that if the crops fail then that’s it. There wouldn’t be no food on the table and no cash in my pockets. I’d have to go back doin’ odd jobs all over town, which I wouldn’t mind much, but damnit I’m gonna be a father soon and I got to be responsible.
So I bought a gun.
I mean I ain’t ever gonna use the thing on one of them poor dumb animals, but maybe if I fire near them they’ll get the hint. Deer are supposed to be scared of the man’s boomstick. It should be ingrained in their instincts by now. And I won’t keep it in the house neither. My Pa taught me that… when he got killed by his own hand gun back in ‘64.
I was nineteen then, just leavin’ home for the first time. A fledgling that got shoved out of the nest, more like it. Only when I brushed myself off and flew back to the nest, it wasn’t there no more. See I was out workin’ two towns over, puttin up a retainer wall in this ditch they were diggin’ by highway 35 when I heard the news. Two burglars got into my parent’s house, and when they were rootin’ around tryin’ to find anythin’ of worth in my Pa’s shack, my Pa comes burstin’ out of the bedroom like the Devil himself. He was wavin’ his gun like a big shot when they rushed him. Durin’ the tussle one of em got a hold of his Colt and blasted a basketball sized hole through my Pa’s chest. That’s how it happened accordin’ to Ma.
She passed from a broken heart not two years later. Since then it’s just been me, Ol’ Lucky Lonny Pickett. Swore to myself that I’d never touch a Colt or any other pistol, so I got me a rifle instead. Thirty aught six with a walnut handle. Got it real cheap from McElroy cus he knows how hard I’m havin’ it down on the far end of Mill Street. Says I can pay him back when spring comes, and I ain’t no welsher, so I ain’t lettin’ those deer eat my cash source.
Courtney’s been laughin’ at me since I brought it home. “Boy whatcha gonna kill with that thing?” or “Chester better watch out cus you’re more likely to shoot him by mistake then hit a deer on purpose.”. I ain’t so bemused by it so I started shootin’ at cans to get my aim straight. I shot at different times in the day and night so I could get used to it. My eyesight is keen and I got a dead eye shot, but I dunno if I can even shoot one of them little guys. Bambi keeps rollin’ through my mind whenever I see them millin’ around. I just don’t got it in me.
My routine changed. Now I’m wakin’ up an hour before sunrise and stayin’ out well past twilight waitin’ for these suckers to show up. I missed them one day, they probably came by in the dead of night, and I woke up to seein’ half my cornstalks all trampled over and picked at. Damn things. I’ll have to start keepin’ Chester outside. It’s gettin’ cold now but he don’t mind one bit, and it’ll only be til harvest comes ‘round in October.
So I did, and that very night Chester is clawin’ at the door and howlin’ bloody murder. I wake up and the bedside clock says it’s 3:30 in the got dang mornin’. Cowardly mutt. I grab my rifle and swing the door open and Chester bolts in like brown lightning. I look outside and what do I see but a doe and her fawns chewin’ up my cabbages on the north side of the field. Must be the glint of the moon doin’ somethin’ weird with the light cus them deer’s eyes were red. Red like blood. I swore one of em snarled at me when I started yellin’ at em. Chester comes slinkin’ out of the bedroom with Courtney closin’ the door complain’ about beauty rest. His furs on end and he’s doin’ that growlin’ that dogs do when they ain’t sure if they can take on what they’re growlin’ at.
The deer weren’t movin’ so I went out hootin’ at em trying to scare em away. They didn’t budge. Damned critters. Deer are supposed to be scared of humans, not the other way around. But somethin’ about them, the way they were lazily chewin’ up my crops while starin’ right at me, it got to me. Made me awfully frightened. A frightened man with a gun does terrible things.
I raised the thirty aught six and took aim at the mother. My hands were shakin’ fierce and I don’t think it was the coldness of the night. I felt like I was on a safari and I was shootin’ at a lion chargin’ at me. Somethin’ deep down inside told me that these deer were more dangerous than any lion protectin’ his pride. The sight was right on the mother. I held my breath and squeezed the trigger, but at the last moment my ol’ soft heart kicked in and I pulled the gun down. The muzzle flashed with a bang that scared the Jesus out of me. The deer scattered quick as that. Well most of em did. Courtney, wonderin’ what the noise was and where the hell I was, found me a few minutes later. I was cryin’, face red as a beet. In my arms were one of the little ones.
I shot a fawn.
I couldn’t sleep that night. Bambi don’t start with Bambi gettin’ offed by a dumb leatherneck. They take your hunting license away for that shit. The least I could do was go into that barn and find me a rusted shovel. Took me most of the night to crack through the dirt that I never bothered tillin’ and make a hole big enough for the little guy. The sun was comin’ up when I was done and I couldn’t be more thankful for it. Cus all through that night I saw those eyes. Hundreds of em, it seemed like. They were all staring at me from the woods. Just nothin’ but pairs upon pairs of those red, bloodshot eyes. A week went by and no deer showed their faces around my property. I thought I finally had em licked but I knew better. Chester wouldn’t sleep outside no more, and when I forced him out there, the dang mutt would claw at my door for half the night before hidin’ inside the barn. Courtney says he must have tangled with somethin’ awfully big or somethin’ that scared the baby Jesus out of him cus no bloodhound would ever hate bein’ outside.
Damndest thing started happenin’ too. I buried that fawn on the north side of the field by the cabbages. There was somethin’ about that spot, a miasma, I think they call it. I got me a chill whenever I walked over there. The crops were dyin’ around that spot. It’s like they were just shrivelin’ up and fallin’ over. The bushes and undergrowth were all turnin’ white too, like they just got hit by a fresh snowfall. On a whim I tried to pull Chester over there and he nearly bit me when I was walkin’ him close to the spot. I decided to show some respect, so I made a cross with the name Bambi scrawled on it. Stuck it right above the fawn’s grave. I think that might help break the curse, cus that’s what I feel like is happenin’ here. I cursed my already cursed land when I shot that baby deer.
Tomorrow is harvest day. What crops the deer didn’t get to came in mighty fine. Courtney added it all up with the help of that nice farmer she’s second cousins with. Says that altogether the government would pay me enough money to keep this place runnin’ permanently. I’m tryin’ to be happy about it, I should be happy about it cus that’s more money than a lifetime of shovelin’ driveways, but I just can’t shake that awful feelin’.
You know that feelin’ you get when you’re bein’ watched? Now picture a thousand people watchin’ you, that’s what I got goin’ on in my gut right now.
It’s midnight and I can’t go to bed. Courtney is in there snorin’ like a lawnmower but I’m out on the porch with my rifle and my dog and a big ol’ cup of joe. I’ll be awfully tired for harvest day tomorrow, but I ain’t gonna risk those deer comin’ back and eatin’ up all my crops as a last minute act of revenge.
I fingered the rifle nervously, checkin’ the barrell to see if it’s still loaded like the last six times I checked. I got me enough ammunition to down a hundred of ‘em, but I don’t think that would be enough by a long shot. The wind keeps pickin’ up and blowin’ these icy strands through my body. Chester is shakin’ next to me, but I don’t think it’s the cold. I feel it too. It ain’t the cold. It’s somethin’ else… like a presence was around me.
Then they started to emerge. First only one, a buck that couldn’t be older than four years. It sniffed around the north side of the field, where I got Bambi buried, and bleated long and loud. That bleatin’ went on forever, like a war horn callin’ the army to action. I am far beyond perturbed at that. One of those fight or flight instincts started bubblin’ in my belly and I decided this is it.
I got up from my chair and started inchin’ towards that bleatin’ son of a bitch. Chester found some courage and got to my side, growlin’ low at the buck. It saw us comin’ and started bleatin’ right at me, like it was yellin’ at me or somethin’. Accusin’ me or somethin’. “I’m sorry,” I said, takin’ a few more steps forward. I was almost at the grave. “I didn’t mean to. Its mama was eatin’ my crops and I missed. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
But the deer kept on bleatin’ at me so I took aim. One shot would scare it away. I put my sights well above the buck to the treeline behind him when I saw it. Those eyes. All those eyes. Little pairs of red lights as far as I could see watchin’ me from the woods. I froze. Chester started barkin’ like a rabid dog. The deer kept on bleatin’ and now more were leavin’ the woods. A mighty stag, must be a ten pointer, came bowlin’ out all snortin’ and red eyed. More followed him. Does, bucks, fawns, yearlings and younglings. They came out like the Devil’s army. I cursed to myself, rememberin’ that I left all the ammo up on the porch.
The stag was indignant as all hell. It moved over to the grave and started pawin’ its hoof on the ground. I didn’t know what to do. I bent down low to Chester and patted him on the side. “Get out of here, get to Courtney.” I said that cus she was the only thing I could think about right now. Her and the bun in her oven. Chester didn’t need to be told twice. He took off, tail between his legs, and ran straight through the screen door.
I moved closer, I’d have one chance at this. The stag had to be the leader. I took aim and held my breath. “Sorry Pa,” I says under my breath, and fired. Bang. It fell over deader than a doorknob, snappin’ the cross I made for Bambi in two. I breathed a sigh of relief. The bleatin’ buck backed up a few feet but didn’t scatter. Cautiously I approached the grave, aimin’ the gun at the bleater.
“You get. You go on and get and don’t come back. I don’t want to hurt ya but I gotta if you won’t leave me alone. Go on. Get!”
Then three more stags came out of the forest, all bigger and meaner lookin’ than the one I just shot. I stared ‘em down, long and hard. Seemed like an hour passed but I know it was just a few seconds. I felt the hair on my neck rise. Slowly, I turned around. There were at least sixty some odd deer, and they had me completely surrounded. A fawn, just a little guy, charged at me. I side stepped him but then another buck hit me from the side, sendin’ me to my knees. I turned the rifle over and shot, wingin’ the son of a bitch and sendin’ him bleatin’ into the woods. But they kept coming. Deer charged past in a fury. Their red eyes left streaks in my vision. The stags started trumpetin’ and pawin’ the ground.
I took one last look at the farm… my farm… my dog, my wife, my baby. Lucky Lonny Pickett isn’t so lucky anymore. The stags charged and that was the last thing I remembered.
They said that Courtney found my body the next mornin’ after dead sleepin’ through all the gunshots. I fell right on top of Bambi’s grave, all mangled and trampled. She couldn’t even recognize me.
She’s got a new man, a good fella by the unfortunate name of Hank Hankerson. My baby girl is three years old now and is apparently Chester’s favorite playmate. Oh and the crops came in great. Courtney pulled in a pretty penny from the first harvest which funded the next five. They said that the next years crops were even better, particularly the ones she grew on the north side of the field where I died. Says it’s the lushest area on the whole dang farm. Only problem though is the deer keep comin’ by and eatin’ all the crops. She says Hank is gonna have to start sittin’ out there with a gun and scare em off. I wish him good luck on that one.
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