In my regular morning perusal of the Star Tribune today, I came across this gem on vita.mn: Alexis on the Sexes: Drink me.
The question Alexis answers is this: Why do girls at Drink suck so much?
Alexis thinks the girls at drink! do not suck. I'm going to have to disagree with her, and go one further -- everyone at drink! sucks. Why? Because drink! sucks.
Now, I will freely admit that drink! is not the bar for me. I've only been there a handful of times (really, like four times total). I'm not sure I've spent more than an hour in there any of those times, either. It even pains me to type the name the way it appears on the sign/website/free drink passes that are ubiquitous downtown.
I was just at drink! two weeks ago after the Interpol show because ... well, I don't really know why. And I don't know what about the bar is so freakin' bad that I can't stay there for any amount of time. I mean, it doesn't seem that different from the rest of the bars I generally avoid in the Warehouse District. Yet, I can usually tolerate most of them -- sometimes even without copious amounts of alcohol running through my body.
Not drink! though. I cannot get drunk enough to stand to be there. That place makes me want to slit my wrists. When we were there a couple of weekends ago I couldn't even finish my free drink before I was dragging everyone else out of there. And I was really drunk.
Thankfully, I've never needed the advice Alexis dispenses later on in the column about going to bars that suit your personal taste better. I am going to spend the rest of my days avoiding that place.