My brother came to the bar the other night. I haven’t seen him in over a year. He skips the small talk and gets right down to business. He asks,

“What are you gonna do? Are you going to be bartending when you’re 40?”

I don’t know. Am I going to be blogging when I’m 40? It’s hard to say.

Although the owners of my bar are instituting a fifty-cent raise every 6 months, so it would be in my best interest to stick around for another ten years.

97-year-old bartender