Pint of Beer

Every year I’m hunted down by my birthday. And every year it catches me about a week after my wife asks how I would like to celebrate. I always seem to reply, “I have no idea”. For a week or more we’ll banter about a party, a dinner or a trip to some distant locale. Invariably a decision will be made way too late for most people to arrange for babysitters, dog kennels or mail order dates…as you’ll see in a moment.

So, as awkward as this may seem, writing my own invitation, I’m inviting all of you to join me for a pint and some food. No clowns, no facepainting, just a pint (or two) with some nice people in a decent place.

If you’re free on Saturday night July 12 @ 7:30pm, join us at Dan McGuinness on Demonbreun Street near Music Row in Nashville.

Additionally, as I get older, 34 this year, I’m reminded that the gifts I want (those I haven’t already purchased for myself) are too pricey to expect any of my friends to purchase. And, because of that, people feel shy about not bringing a gift to the yearly function -no worries here. In return, you shouldn’t expect I’ll pay your bar tab.

Bring whomever you like and use them to escape when you get tired. No need to RSVP, no pressure to say you won’t make it.