what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

Rolling off the hill around 8am that day in the snow the streets were quiet but I heard a solitary voice in the distance yell “Matt”  I looked over and yelled “Steve?” We cautiously rode down toward the 98101 but pulled over at 300 E. Pike and pressed our faces to the window and who did we see behind the bar but Krista, one of the all time greatest bartenders ever, prepping to open up in a few hours. She unlocked the door and let us in. I have to say it was a good day or at least it was a good morning in the rose colored nostalgic retrospect that 11+ years allows one to smooth things over with and remember what they choose to remember. 

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is it snowing?

Now I think I'm going down to the well tonight And I'm going to drink till I get my fill And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it But I probably will Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture A little of the glory of, well time slips away And leaves you with nothing mister but Boring stories of glory days

37 degrees and rain. fuck yeah. and i mean fuck yeah sincerely for real really. snow is cool. ice sucks.

krista is the sweetest. two wubies please.

I stood up and I said yeah! I stood up and I said yeah! I stood up and I said hey, yeah, yeah, yeah!

This makes me so happy, I certainly miss you all; you guys are what made that job worth working showing up to every day! Wubies for all who knew what made life sweet!

howdy Krista I'm glad you saw this and I just assumed that Steve pointed it out to you. here's to Six Arms circa 2008 and Seattle in general 2008 or younger. It was worth it back then to peek into the window and see if you were working because anyone else was just a rookie not worth the brief time of a 27 minute lunch break making Bensons make more sense. cheers.

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