Went to Vic’s Sports Bar last night. You know Vic’s. It’s the bar across from Sears that used to have a reputation for being a lesbian hot-spot. Well, lemme tell you, I’ve been there a number of times now and this place RULES! First of all, Vic is the guy who runs the place and he kicks ass. He’s really nice and since he’s the only employee there, he allows smoking inside. That’s a huge plus for any bar in LA.
Now, if that wasn’t enough, he’s got a big-screen, a plasma, a pool table, an air hockey table and darts. The place is clean and the crowd is awesome. Just last night I talked with 3 people from high school that I never thought I would even see again. On top of that, random people from other groups there were friendly and I chatted with a good number of them. It was weird and fantastic.
I have usually been going there to meet people for specific Vic’s nights, but last night we went on a whim and it turned out to be a great time. We showed up before 8pm and stayed there until after midnight. The drinks are strong and when I ran out of smokes, Vic sold me a pack of Camel Lights. I was in heaven.
So, I guess this is my official plug for Vic’s. I don’t think I’ll ever need to return to the Buccaneer in Sierra Madre for a night of drinking. Not as long as Vic’s is around.
