We don't think Base Camp Brewing has sloe gin fizzes, but they claim to have a real purty patio, and nice people, and no Pabst. So come on, Portland, and let your Wonket buy you pitchers of beer and platters of fried things, this Saturday, Sept. 20, Base Camp Brewing, 930 SE Oak Street, Portland. Let us call it 6 p.m. to 10ish, because we are one thousand years old.
(Meanwhile, San Francisco, don't forget to come yell at Google buses with us this Thursday, Sept. 18, dudes. Then, Seattle, it is your turn, FINALLY, Sept. 27, because fuck it, we guess we have to. Whatever.)
Anyone who brings Loretta Lynn and/or Jack White gets a #sloppysloppy editrix kiss.
Could I bring a White Jack, rather than Jack White?
I bet there are a lot of white guys named Jack...
If I bring Kurt Cobain, what do I get?