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Margarita Wednesday

Come on down to Cafe Ole on Wednesdays. Two for one Margaritas.

Never take those words lightly, especially when visiting the Cafe Ole in downtown Boise. Located at the 8th Street Marketplace (Oh wait, my bad, I need to get with today's lingo. Let's try that again.) Located in BoDo, the Cafe Ole provides drinks and entertainment to help cool down on those hot summer days. More importantly, it does so on Wednesdays with the aid of one man. His name: Fabulous Floyd Stanton.

I first discovered the entertainment styling of Floyd about 9 years ago. This was back when Cafe Ole still had an outdoor patio in which customers could enjoy a nice lunch or dinner outside in the warm night air. Floyd was a karaoke singer, and most of his show involved him singing hits of Motown. Occasionally Floyd would let singers from the audience up on stage, but for the most part, it was the smooth, soulful sound of Floyd that would take the night home. Okay, maybe there was this other guy, an un…

Nights at the Tavern

A fair amount of my time in college on Thursday nights was spent at Suds Tavern. Located on Broadway Avenue just down the street from Bronco Stadium, Suds was the ideal locale to go out, have a good time, and safely walk back to your house/apartment if you were lucky enough to live on or near the campus.
Thursday nights at Suds was the place to be for a young college student. I can't vouch for that now, for I haven't been there on a Thursday in years, and have only visited the place sporadically since my return to Boise. The tiny bar (now expanded slightly) was packed elbow to elbow with guys and girls alike. One would have to arrive before 9 to get a good seat, but that hardly ever mattered, as the bartenders seemed to always be on the top of their games and get you your drinks quickly. Some might even call them "Johnny on the spot" with your beer or shots. On top of that, a wide array of music was played to appease all members of the crowd. People would joi…

Three for One

Hey there, all. Have a tough day at the office? Just need to get away from all of the hustle and bustle for a few hours? Are you looking for a quiet place, where you can get a cheap alcoholic beverage quickly? Well, then, I certainly don't recommend going to The Bistro, China Blue, or Dirty Little Roddy's on Wednesday through Saturday anytime after 9. These bars are considered the triumvirate of downtown Boise, or as I like to call them, the Three Headed Monster.

Now, I will state that I have only been to Roddy's maybe a total of three times and China Blue once. Maybe my sample size is a little small, but I don't really need much more to experience life at these bars. Drinks are overpriced and when you do need a refill, unless you are a man with massive biceps or an outrageously beautiful woman, chances are the drinks are not going come quickly. You can try flashing money, but the ten I showed the bartender last time I was there did not seem to do the job. Rodd…

For the love of Quinns!

Ah! Quinnsis the title of a new play that I'm working that will be a companion piece to Ah! Wilderness. Okay, that is an out an out lie. I'm not writing a new play called Ah! Quinns. As a matter of fact, it's more appropriately the response I give when someone says, "Hey Jason, let's go to Quinns." "Ah, Quinns," I respond half heartedly. "We haven't been there in awhile."
Quinns is in itself a modern scientific marvel. One can have a good time at Quinns and come home thinking it was a horrible time. Or vice versa, for that matter. I guess that's just what this bar/restaurant located on Vista Avenue can do to a man. Or woman. Or thing, really. Hell, Quinns was the lucky establishment my friends and I visited on Mustache Saturday (see: my blog, June 15 2008) and Back Hair Saturday.
Quinns is best observed on Saturday nights, when karaoke is in full effect. (And Thursday's now, too, I've heard. Never participated in…

A Semi-valiant Return

Dear Blog: I'm sorry I left for so long. I'll do my best to never let it happen again.

In effort to get my writing juices flowing again, I decided maybe it was time to write some short (or maybe long) blogs. In the vain of my good friend Danny's blog (check out the link on my site), I've decided to tackle one subject and write about it over a serious of blogs. The topic: The bars in Boise, Idaho.

Each blog maybe a little different, to be forewarned. I may tell some stories from the bars mentioned or it may be a simple review. I haven't thought that far ahead yet. The first one is an experiment, but may indeed hold a sentence or two of a memory. The fact is, many of these hold fond memories of friends lost, friends gone, friends of now, and future friends. Feel free to include any of your favorites in the comment section. Or your dislike/likes of the certain place(s). Or don't.

It has been a great debate between myself and some friends of mine that we ha…