As of yesterday, I am officially, and for the first time in my life, unemployed. The Irish bar in Los Angeles which I’ve run for the last three years has closed, and it feels to me, psychically, as though the Universe is perhaps ushering me out of 20 plus years of service in the food and beverage industry unceremoniously, which honestly has me feeling a little like —


If you got any leads, I’ll be the shish-kabob’d guy sliding out the chewed-up aft of my sloop into the mouth of a giant bloodthirsty homicidal shark.



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