Post-Work

A bunch of us from work (Ben, Chris, Jane and I) met up with Will at Shamrock after the end of the day. Spotted this creepy-looking guy in the window.

It’s been a while since I’ve been back, but the folks behind the bar still have great pitching arms.

Hung out there briefly for one drink, before Ben and Jane took off.

Afterwards, Will, Chris and I headed over to Monk’s for a late dinner.

One of the fun things about Monk’s (during the evening) is the process of shelling peanuts. Everyone chucks them on the floor, and every step in the place is accompanied by waves of crackling. It’s a very satisfying sound, stomping through the mess to get to your table, crunching your way out the door.

Sadly, all along the Eastern wall… there’s this bookshelf. But it’s built into the wall, adn about half as deep as a regular shelf should be. And so all the books have been sawed in half.

All those books ruined, simply for “atmosphere.” Such a fucking waste.