Throwing a party is one of the most exciting/nerve-wracking events one can have (next to a wedding, of course). Planning the perfect party can take days/weeks/months and can be very time consuming. Not only do you have to organise the venue, music, food, drinks and party invites, you also need to decide if you want a theme.
Yet another inaugural fail in our series of articles focusing of the alcohol induced stupidity that happens on any good night out on the town. If you want to submit a video, post in on YouTube (as you do) and send the link to matt(at)barsandnightclubs.com.au. Enjoy!
I write to you from the confines of my bed where a whole month of party weekends has caught up with me and I am forced to be the sick friend this weekend. It’s not a great gig. I’m chewing vitamins and cold and flu tablets like potato chips so I can drive all my friends to the city tonight. I don’t even have a sexy husky sore throat voice.
As one of those people who pretty much loves all kinds of music (seriously, you can take me anywhere – bagpipe concert? I’m in!), one of my pet hates is music snobs. You know, those people that can’t have fun unless they are amongst their own crowd, listening to their own type of music.
We all go out on the weekend to party away and have a great night out. But you know who doesn’t get to have a great Friday or Saturday night? Doctors and ambos. They’ve already got a miserable job as it is, and we go and rub it in by seeing them because of the result of our stupid, yet fun, drunken antics. You can imagine how jelly they must get.
Cocktail names are like hipster band names – really obscure. Also, they often have places, names or colours in them. The names tend not to give away much about the drink, so menus always need to list the ingredients. But what happens when you really think about the name of a drink…
People can really be shallow tools at times. Though I don’t think I’m the worst looking guy in the world, I’m a million light years away from being anything resembling Channing Tatum in the looks department, so I’m definitely not one of those “hunky” guys girls like. I won’t lie, I never really got too far with girls in clubs, with both having a gut and only being average looking (at best).
Unless you live in the western suburbs (note: for non-Perthians, that is the rich ‘hood) and the police give you a free pass to down two bottles of red and drive home in the BMW your parents gifted you at graduation, then getting home from Perth CBD after a night out can be a bit of a pain.
Engineers turned beer brewers Patrick Alè and David Milstein founded Red Island Group in 2003 when they were only 23 years old. After ten years of developing the business, their brew Quiet Deeds has made a buzz in the craft beer scene, and is growing a wider audience all the time.
Yet another inaugural fail in our series of articles focusing of the alcohol induced stupidity that happens on any good night out on the town. If you want to submit a video, post in on YouTube (as you do) and send the link to matt(at)barsandnightclubs.com.au. Enjoy!
