If so, let me help you out with some rip-roaring fun!

ATTN: This Friday, 1/30. We’re going to the Roll’N Saloon! And you need to be there. Why, you ask?

Experience the goodness of a true dive bar. Take $1 shots every time the train rolls by. Play music on the jukebox. Get really drunk and hop on the train and ride it to Lubbock like a hobo. Or not, totally your choice. We won’t judge.

Carla & I will be there at 8:30 – see y’all there!

Yeah, sorry for that embarrassingly long hiatus from the Alphabet Bar Game. Carla and I are duly ashamed. And have flogged each other into a place where we will never be allowed to break this long again (at least until we get through Z).

It’s “Q” time, my friends. The dreaded Q. Why dreaded? There is not one single solitary measly bar that starts with Q in the city of Houston proper.

Do you know what that means? FIELD TRIP! Make a sandwich, fill your thermos, and pee first before we caravan OTL.

We’re headed to Q Bar & Billiard.  Be there at 8 pm.  It’s out on Mason Road, y’all. Playing pool will be an alphabet bar first. As will going OTL.

So, join us for this momentous occasion, and make history with Jess & Carla. Drink cheap beer and show us your skills with a pool stick. Heh heh.

Oh, yeah! It’s time for a big “P”imping!

“P” night, this Friday, 11/21, at Poison Girl.

We’ll be there at 9:30 for drinks, giggles, flirting, pinball, and pictures. How can you possibly resist that?

So…we’d had a long break, and were ready to launch back into action with N night. At Notsuoh. Well, we were not exactly bowled over. We can say that is was a very interesting place. With it’s own kind of unique charm.

There were numerous shelves of old shoeboxes, tricycles hanging from the ceiling, and stacks of old albums. And a mannequin at our table, covered in post-it notes. They also had an interesting art collection. If you’re interested in a set of three vaginas modeled out of coconut shells and red felt, I can tell you where to buy them. For the low price of $250. You, too, can own your own set of vaginas (if you’re feeling low on them at the moment)! I sat right under them. It made me feel…um…all womanly inside???

Look! The vaginas are right above my head!

Due to the smokers at the bar (grr!) we only had one beer, documented our trip with photos, and walked around the corner to Cabo for fish tacos and margaritas. On the balcony, in the fresh air, looking over downtown Houston. Not a bad site. I’d recommend it, but that’s cheating. Cabo does not start with an “N.” Oh, well, it was an adventure. And now we feel all cool and stuff – like we know where the “underground” sort hang out. Heehee, whatever.

I had been wanting to try Oporto for awhile now. Friends Kim & Clay ( you may remember them from “L” night) LOVE this place, and Carla & Frank had been once before.  And, I must apologize, because we did “O” night on a whim, and I didn’t announce it on the blog (only on Facebook, so if you haven’t friended me, do so!).  For those of your following along at home, we’re sorry!  But we really had a fierce urge (and you know you shouldn’t deny those!) for some good wine and good food.

And!  Let me clarify.  We did not break the hallowed Alphabet Bar Game rules.  Even though Oporto serves food, they are called “Oporto Wine Bar” – clearly signifying they are a bar first, a restaurant second.

The good:  The company.  The atmosphere.  The 3-person Latin sounds band.  THE FOOD.  OMG it was somewhat to die for.  The TV with the UT/Texas Tech game on.

The bad:  Our server who was lovely and sweet could not talk to us about wine.  It’s a wine bar, right??

Frank surrounded by women, as usual!

The ugly: We could not get them to serve us a full bodied red wine to save our lives.  Seriously?  At a wine bar?  And let me tell you, we are not wine snobs.  We appreciate it, but don’t quote Wine Spectator or insist that you have to pay alot to get good wine.  (My favorite everyday wine?  Sangre de Torro $7.99 at Spec’s!)  Let’s just say that after trying multiple glasses – and bottles – we finally left and went to another wine bar to get a freakin’ good glass of red.

So, the lesson here is: go to Oporto, order lovely tapas and drink WHITE wine.

“P” night is next, fun people.  Get your perky patooties there!

Ok, Ok, we know. We’re sorry for the delay. But, everyone was busy with Ike, and needed to recover, right?

Some of you have asked us if the game is over. Silly, silly people. Of course it’s not. We have a goal, and that is to get to Z!

With that in mind, this Thursday, 10/30. Let’s meet at 6:30 at Notsouh. For those of you not in the know, that’s Houston spelled backwards. It’s at 314 Main Street.

Be there! This game is rolling, once again.

So, we haven’t done “N.”  What’s the hold-up, you ask?  Oh, just a HUGE FREAKIN’ HURRICANE named Ike.  Which roared through our beloved H-town with fierce abandon.

Let’s get the city back together, get out from under curfew, and wish Jess a great two week trip to Turkey.

Look for updates on “N” night (oooh N and night both start with N!  Coincidence????) first week of October.  Then we’ll be ready to hit the 2nd half (perhaps the better, even more exciting half) of the alphabet.

Stay tuned!

We had a fantastic double celebration.  We got all sorts of excited about the letter M and about the fabulous Kristi, who was celebrating her birthday.  We loved the feel and ambiance of Mugsy’s.  And they had a DAMN good happy hour.  A big ole’ glass of (pretty decent) red wine for $4?  Hell, yeah!

Carla & Jess - We Were Here!

The group went to Mamma Mia after drinks, so instead of having a cake, we split a basket of movie candy that was mmm mmmm good.  We kinda broke into it before the movie.  But, hey, the birthday girl started it. 

We had a great big group – we’re picking up some major steam here…all of you who haven’t joined us yet, you’ve only got half the alphabet left!

Get thee to a bar, stat!

The celebration continues...

Yep, it’s M time! As in mighty, majestic, merry, mesmerizing, and (depending on alcohol quantities consumed) moronic.

And…it’s another birthday/Alphabet combo! Our lovely friend Kristi (pictured in this very blog!) is celebrating her birthday this Friday, 9/6. And we’re gonna be there to record it all. Blackmail is fun. And quite rewarding!

Let’s meet at Mugsy’s on Kirby at 7 pm, then we continue the M theme at Mamma Mia, the sign along (Don’t groan! It’s the birthday girl’s choice!). Let’s catch the 9:30 show at the Edwards theatre on Weslayan.

See y’all there!

So, sorry I’ve been away from the blog for a little while.  Ms. Carla and I have been very busy lately, and had to take a (have no fear!) momentary break from the Alphabet.

Oldest bar in Houston!

I need to give you the recap on L.  Oh, Leon’s Lounge.  What charm you have.  Beat up and old looking, but in a fine antiques kind of way.  We were greeted by an awesome bartender with a sexy accent, and the fattest cat I’ve ever seen. Nope, not a euphemism, there was actually a very large cat in the bar. As far as I could tell, it was not drinking.

We drank, however.  Had a great crowd, tons of fun.  I must say the pleather-ish swivel chairs rocked.  A very comfortable seat, and convenient in conversation with large groups of people.  If you’re bored with one conversation, you just swivel on into the next.  The drinks were plentiful, strong, and fairly cheap.  John the bartender did a great job in keeping us happy.

Sexy beasts, every last one of us.

This was the day that Biden was announced as VP, so of course we discussed that, and solved a few of the world’s problems.  Except that so far, no one is listening.  But we have great intentions.  And then we got distracted by the yummy shots that Kim bought.  So, if the world falls apart in the next month or two, blame Kim.