Ever had one of those days? The ones where you're so tired-but-happy that you find yourself accidentally inviting perfect strangers over to eat your food and use your basement?

They can be satisfying, all right. I think it was Robert Fulghum who said it best:

"In as little as you've done it for the least of these, you've done it for me."

But no matter how good those days feel, they can also be a little like peanuts. You munch a handful here, a handful there, and in no time you've got the peanuttiest breath in town.

Oh, dash it all! Here I go:

Subject: Three girls, a keg, and a roof deck

A, B, and C haven't had a party in way too long. But this Saturday is the big day! And, not to worry. B, the former bartendress, will be making her trademark welcome shots.

The basics:

Saturday
Regular party time (9:30 or so on)
1334 Weston St. (Between R and U off 20th - just a block away from Chi-Chi's) Please feel free to bring friends, and extra beer/wine is always wonderful.

Thanks,
C

And this, you see, is why the flag has a red stripe. For courage.