Silver Strike!

At 485 High Street
Good times to be had galore

A remarkable treasure, it lures me in

I love it at The Back Door

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Right under Casa Di Amici

Pizza at convenience to be had
A visit with Casa employees Erk and Dirk
Will always make you glad
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My favorite bartender, Randy
Creates original drinks on request
His special purple drink in a pretty glass
First left me quite impressed

(Sadly it was recently learned that Randy went back to work at the Boston Beanery and no longer works at the Back Door. He will be greatly missed.)

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You can play darts if you want to
Go for Wednesday night karaoke if you like
But the thing that fills my heart with joy
Is playing Silver Strike
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This very enjoyable bowling game
Proclaims the tip “straighter is greater”
It never fails to make my night
No one could be a hater
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A thrill, you get to make your mark
When you roll a strike or spare
Spelling out my initials LAM
With nothing this can compare
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And so I recommend to you
Or really I implore
The experience of playing Silver Strike
And fun times at the Back Door

Alcohol Is Number One!!! Deterring Kids From Drinking One Pamphlet At A Time

I was fortunate to locate this treasure of literature passed out in Harrison County Schools. Upon first glance, it might appear that this pamphlet is actually promoting alchohol usage as in large letters it proclaims, "Alcohol is Number One". I also love the bottle with the large number one on it to reinforce this concept. However, the adverse effects of alcohol are delineated with the very small message: "killer of teens". Although I am no expert in pamphlets to deter kids from alcohol usage, I am thinking some alterations might increase this particular pamphlets effectiveness.

Address Labels, Oxymoron, and Harassment

Kayla in great delight at receiving address labels from the Paralyzed Veterans of America remarked, "I should give them 10 dollars a month." At which Jess, with great aghast and clearly lack of empathy for paralyzed veterans remarked, "You don't need to donate that much."

Sandy lounged on the game Bibleopoly creating quite an oxymoronic photo opportunity. We threw in Kayla's mug, replete with sentimental value, that Sandy had this week broken to add to the ironic nature of the picture.

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Stacy, Jess, Kayla, and I went to dinner at Cafe of India. After dinner, my first time in ditching the cousins for a boy was commemorated with much (probably deserved) harassment including a message etched into the dirt on my car window. Sadly, I erased this message before taking a picture.