Friday Photo #15
or viva la bar crawl!
Two years ago we had a four-stop, farewell bar crawl for our weather chanteuse, Becca, who decided to chuck the whole television biz to be a stay-at-home Mom. This shot was taken at our last stop, Bar 11. It's a great, totally dive bar where they throw handfuls of plastic toy tchotchkes in your drink, including candy necklaces. It's loud, it's brash and it absolutely has to be THE last stop of the night. You just can't appreciate this place unless you are well lubed. It's where everyone cuts loose before staggering to the diner for huevos and java.
I love this photo. It's one of my absolute favorites because it successfully captures a moment--you know what I mean? It's completely spontaneous and unguarded and sums up the blast we all had that night. (and yes, I realize there are too many "ands" in that sentence)
With all the crap happening at work these days, good thing it's almost time for the Third Annual Becca Farewell Bar Crawl. We need it.