Day 7 stats -- Princeton Pub Crawl

Day 8 location: Jo-Jo's Tavern & Restaurant

2677 Nottingham Way, Trenton, NJ 08619-4109 tel: 609-586-2678



Day 7 stats - Princeton Pub Crawl - by Su and Lisa Eman

We are finally passed the half way point of the TDDoC. I still don't understand why we put through ourselves this torture for 12 days. It must be all about the points. My competitive spirit kicks in and all I can think of is.... I want my point, and no cost is too high to achieve that goal, even if it ruins my family. Then I ease my tortured soul by thinking that something good must come out of this event. These are some of the lessons I've learned from the TDDoC:

1. CPL is real. Most members of the TDDoC thought he was a fragment of the Non-existent secret committee. We probably won't see him for another fifteen years since all and all it was a pretty good night for him, he walked away having made a WHY call, he received a hair flip in the face and the evening was capped off when he received some elbow b00b.

2. Ramrodding is not real unless you are Sophia and walk around all night screaming Daisy's. This seems to be the happiest place on earth. I for one, cannot wait to see if it makes the cut. I want to experience the same happiness, i see in Sophia's face every time she says Daisy's... But is it happiness worth crossing the sacred river?

3. A$$-offs are never out of fashion. Russ was outraged that Gman took credit for a mistletoe martini he didn't buy. Russ and Gman settled it with an a$$-off. For those of us who witnessed it, let me say that my eyes still burn and I may never eat again. For any TDDoC newbies, this is how we settle differences during the TDDoC. There were no winners last night and anyone who witnessed it was the loser.

4. Girls are always wanted at the TDDoC. The males of the TDDoC are always looking for new girls to join their spirited event. They don't care who they are, what they drink, or their political views. They just want girls to continue to join or perhaps they just want to look at them across the bar especially the ones wearing thigh high boots with a short mini skirt and of course Cleavage. Why yes this girl does exist and she was at the "New Sports Bar" (the old Annex). She was JLo want to be.

5. Whipped Cream Shots will not go out of style if Mertz is buying. People gather around as Mertz counts off all the shots he needs to buy for the dehydrated TDDoC gang. He just doesn't do this once but he does it twice with people cheering him on. Mertz is also "green" enough to avoid harming the environment via toxic vodka runoff by drinking the spilled vodka shot residue out of the beer tray like a boy slurping milk out of the bottom of a cereal bowl. This brought back happy memories of years past when Mertz would mop up spilled tequila on the bar with a napkin and then wring the tequila out of the napkin into his mouth. Long live the environment! Some people were paying for those free shots the next morning and cursing Mertz out for making them drink them.

I tried to think of 12 lessons but let's get real, this is the TDDoC.

These are other highlights of day 7: Milot seems to be on a campaign to become Recruiter of the year. He has been looking for recruits at both sides of the river. Brady refuses to come out to any more TDDoC events unless we pick places tha t serve Velveeta (Brandy, see lesson #2). Pinnacle whipped cream shot...just outright a bad idea even if someone else pays for it. For those of us who are over 40, Celeste thinks that we should know better than to drink that stuff. We are an example that age really does not make us wiser.

Day 6 Stats @ Killarney's Publick House

Day 7 location: Back by popular demand, or just because we feel that we have to, Ye Olde Princeton Pub Crawl. Start location: Winberies (or as known to some after drinking a few beers, Winterberries), One Palmer Square, Princeton, "Where everyone is a regular". It's true about this "regular" part....check the website.

Other important information from the Winberies website:

Who’s Dining in?

-Locals, students, and late night theater patrons

-Many famous Princetonians such as Brooke Shields

–her name has even been carved into one of our tables
-Sports fans celebrating a Princeton Football or Lacrosse team win

-The Olympic Rowing team while they train at the University on Carnegie Lake

So whether you are a late night theater patron or Brooke Shields herself, please come out tonight and "have at it" (explained below).



Day 6 Stats, Killarney's Publick House, Hamilton, NJ

I wake up at 4AM thinking "oh lord please hold off this bowel movement until morning because I'm too tired to get up and take care of this now". Hopefully the lord himself didn't need to deal with this inconsequential request, but apparently the lord has delegated it to some sort of intern because I get up at 6 and find no unwanted surprises in my clothing. However a quick run to the facilities is still warranted. I sit there scratching my head, wondering how a nightly dose of a small meal and a couple of beers can somehow be transformed in the digestive system into a collection of output that is about equal in size and volume to a concrete block. It sure seems the basic physics principle of conservation of mass is being violated here somehow.

But back to last night..I show up early at Killarney's to find Scugi and Rebecca at the bar. Rebecca has apparently already utilized her entire monthly minutes allocation on her cell phone sending WHHYYY calls to everyone she's ever met and even to random numbers she starts dialing. Apparently people have become hip to the WHYYYY call, as none of her calls have been answered. In tonight's "that's not news" department, Scugi has a picture on his iPhone of the attractive bartender working tonight, from when the TDDOC visited Killarney's last year. If you see an attractive bartender tonight, please immediately ask Scugi to show you the picture of her from last year.

What exactly is a Publick House? Why a "K"? Is this where some sort of ancient gaelic drinking game involving getting really drunk and licking a pub began? Could this have been the precursor to beer pong? Am I reading too much into this? Actually I may not as this really really bothered Goettle, so much so that he asked the question out loud at least 5 times, and once, he even interrupted a discussion about his granpa's fishing habits to ask the question. That's some serious concern, because as some of you well know, Goettle is very passionate when it comes to Granpa fishing, particularly when discussing the kind of bait that he uses.

I order a Longhammer IPA (because, as some later observe, I believe that I have a long hammer....or at least they said that that's what they think I believe). I get it served to me in this cool tall thin glass that resembles a Collins glass (who is this guy Collins and what'd he do to get a glass style named after him??). I admire it briefly and then get tapped on ths shoulder by a guy walking by who says "isn't that a really good beer?". I say yes, and then turn away quickly, fearing that this may be the Mike the Homicical Maniac of Killarney's, and lizarding of my hand may be soon to follow. It turns out he's the manager so apparently no killing for now. Ska shows up and orders the same beer but gets it in a standard glass. We asked the bartender why and she says there's only two of the special glasses. Immediately a "Where's Waldo" type game breaks out where we try to spot the other Longhammer glass in the bar. We spot it momentarily at the waitress station, but then it disappears. Next thing you know it shows up in Ska's hand....but at this point I have lost mine. Hopefully these things are being cleaned somewhere along the way.

Su orders some sort of shrimp platter reminiscent of the "tower of shrimp" appetizer made world-famous by the Big Fish. However, this has more of a suburban feel, as the shrimp are laid out in a wheel shape encompassing 3 hectares. Other food follows....some pretty tasty wings, a burger that Gman declares to be "pretty damn good", some questionable nachos, and of course the prided of Ireland, swedish meatballs.

Erod, Lin, and Rebecca lament missing the tradish Tuesday night Mah Jong game this week due to other urgent critical priorities (duh, the TDDOC). When asked "what exactly is Mah Jong?", Rebecca produces a Mah Jong tile from her pocket. Are you required to carry these things around as part of the game? Erod, Lin, and Rebecca decide to rival the PA TDDOC chapter's Olympic night with an Olympic Mah Jong night next Tuesday on Day 9. Please bring a few tiles in your pocket if interested. If you don't have tiles, perhaps bring a few dominoes, jacks, or some playing cards.

Cole's wife Lori shows up for her first point of the year and at some point in the discussion she gives Cole permission to "have at it". You fill in the blank as to what "it" all encompasses and what he may have. Better yet, Cole, please write a stats addendum specifying all "it"s that you had. If not, I'll be forced to sketch an artist's rendition for my next stats. As for the rest of you, if you're married, I'd highly suggest that you get permission to have at it tonight....in case an appropriate opportunity arises.

Reese is spotted drinking a mistletoe martini. When quizzed further, she confides that it contains Midori. Who knew that mistletoe was in the melon family? It's OK, it looked festive. Sophia is there....then leaves.....and then is back later. She is clearly leading this year's TDDOC in "In and Outs". She is going in and out a lot. Sandor shows up, and Ska quickly engages him in some spirited discussion about the good old days, when Hungary controlled most of the eurozone (or, as it was called then, the Hungozone). Celeste shares a rumor that she read on Hermain Cain's twitter feed that Rebecca may be sleeping with one of the elders to curry favor. This is quickly stricken down as a bad rumor, as we all know that (a) there are no elders and (b) clearly there is no time for sleep with all of this TDDOC activity. I believe Rebecca may have reeled in several of her offspring to attend the night's event as well, although they could have been just part of the random herd of twentysomethings that rolled in past 9:00. (We shall correct the point total if needed). Poor Killarney's...once word gets out on the street that a bunch of old people have started hanging out there, their run as a hip nightclub is clearly over, and soon they will be charging people $4 a head to line dance.

Much consideration was given to altering the route of the Princeton Pub Crawl this year. One idea included the last stop being Cole's bedside since he will not be able to come out tonight due to some space-age transformation of his eyesight to give him the capability to see through women's clothes. This was immediately shot down by Eman due to it being "too far away". A second idea included a stop at Starbucks for lattes and some good conversation, a stop at Panera bread for some whole wheat sandwiches to help with any digestive problems, and then culminating with a stop at Talbot's where all revelers could buy Aunt Martha that new scarf that she so badly needs. This was shot down quickly too, as Pods called in and said it was "too butterflyin", and "LAME" appeared at the same time on BIG LOU's twitter feed. Eman also complained that it was "too far away". So apparently we will stick with the more standard pub-like establishments on the route. Please be sure to bring LOTS of money, as Gman will eagerly tell you that shots of vodka cost $20 at many if not all of the locations to be visited tonight (shots are slightly cheaper at Talbot's).

Day 5 Stats -- Larry's Euro Bar

Day 6 Location: Killarney's, 1644 Whitehorse Mercerville Road, Hamilton Township, NJ

Day 5 Stats from Larry's Euro Bar, Trenton, NJ:

Don't know why it's so difficult to get started writing these particular stats. Larry's Euro Bar is an interesting place with such interesting people.




You get the idea. Sometimes these things are hard to capture in words, but it's hard to go wrong with a classic Bugs Bunny pic.

I arrive with some newcomers – Ani and Steve – in tow, anxious to make a WHYY call, because it's barely 6 PM, and how could Larry's Euro Bar attract any TTDoC revelers so early in mid-week, but my arch nemesis, Gman, dashes those hopes right away. I think it would bother me a lot less if he wasn't so g0ddam pleased with himself about the whole thing.

There is so much about Larry's that is cool. The variety of clientele, Polish fare, and eastern European libations are hard to find anywhere west of the Danube. But don't take my word for it; the next time you're in an Applebees or Einstein Bros Bagel house, try ordering or pronouncing "sncyzkltgrscz" and see what you get.

Our crowd is relaxed but not tired, spirited but not cranky. We seem to be getting the hang of drinking for several nights in a row, or maybe we're just tired of bickering. I miss the bickering. Sure it bothered BIG LOU – his pronouncements of our LAMENESS are the stuff of legend - but it gave me something to look forward to.

Speaking of BIG LOU, I can assure all of you that it is still possible to trek from Conshohocken to a variety of pathetic establishments in central NJ – I did it myself on Tuesday evening - so perhaps he himself has finally succumbed to the malady of LAMENESS. I hear it's a pandemic. Eman seems to have some symptoms – he missed Day 4 because of geography challenges and on Day 5 he chose Russ over Cole to guard his trek the men's room after our most favorite crazy new friend, Mike, bashed the most recent findings of the T-rex short arm theory club. We always knew that eman was not just another pretty face, but we didn't realize that he could make Sneakers O'toole look like one of the Einstein Bagel Bros.

And speaking of sneakers and bagels, the eagles are still in the playoff hunt. Well, they haven't yet been mathematically eliminated. And while that may be true, I think you have a better chance of finding the vowels in "sncyklsczt". But don't go by me – I keep thinking that CPL will show up at the next TDDoC night. Can someone remind me if Charlie Brown ever kicked the football out of Linus' hold?

So if it you weren't there last night and read this stats, you still have virtually no idea of what happened, so do yourself a favor and make sure you come on out tonight to Killarney's.

That's All Folks.

Day 4 Stats -- Hillbilly Hall

Day 5 Location: Larry’s Euro Bar (LEB), 965 New York Ave Trenton, New Jersey 08638

Day 4 Statistics from Hillbilly Hall, Hopewell, NJ:



For tonight’s TDDoC activities a brand new place is selected. Hillbilly Hall comes highly recommended by Pods as it was one of his old hangouts when he lived in Montgomery. To get there one is suppose to drive into Hopewell then make a turn down a dirt road that begins climbing high up into the mountains of Central Jersey. Following this road there are many deer, bear, elk, and other critter sightings. Hillbilly Hall is suppose to have a wide selection of critters on the menu such as possum, venison, muskrat, rabbit and other such vittles. Finally after what seemed like a 40 mile drive Hillbilly Hall is reached at the mountain top. Thankfully it was well lit and easy to find.

I enter the bar to find Tamps and Rebecca already there. Apparently the gas lines haven’t reached up to Hillbilly Hall and the oil trucks can’t make the mountainous climb because this place has no heat. It is freezing in the place. Tamps gets a fly in his beer which was to be expected since one of the reviews of the place warned to bring a flyswatter. The bartender brings Tamps a new beer and states that is was odd since it’s rare to see a fly in the bar. Tamps notes that he’s not surprised considering the prices they charge. The usual TDDoC crowd begins to arrive; Ska, Cole, Scugi, Sophia, Gman, Su. Most order some food and it is quickly noted that perogies are a specialty here and have been seen on the daily special board at every TDDoC location so far this year. Perhaps, we’re doing the Twelve Eating Days of Perogies (TEDoP). But the perogies will have to wait one more night. I had the chili which was quite good and Tamps graciously held off telling the chili joke until I finished. Reese, Celeste, and Celeste’s friend David arrive a little later.

Hillbilly Hall is a place that seems to be searching for an identity. It’s trying to be a country bar, a biker bar, a redneck bar, and just a family restaurant. OK, so it’s not trying to be a family restaurant as the sign entering the place says anyone under the age of 21 will be shot on sight. IDs will be checked, no exceptions, you know who you are. Somehow I’ve got the feeling that this policy is left over from the era when Pods hung out there. Tonight it’s trying to be a country place. It is line dancing night from 7 to 10 so they are playing both types of music, Country and Western. The average age of the line dancers is 78, making our group feel like a bunch of kids. Many of our group are interested in joining the line dancing until it is revealed that there is an admission fee of $4 to enter the dance floor. The bartender is pleased that we stay at the bar and she notes that if we weren’t here there would be no customers at the bar at all. She’s right. A little later one of the line dancers walks behind the bar and mixes her own drink while the bartender was off somewhere else. Sophia happens to be watching this and wonders if it is OK for anyone to serve themselves. She is eyeing the bottle Maker’s Mark bourbon and notes that it isn’t even behind the bar but on top of the bar on the other side. She could just walk over and pour her own drink. Fortunately, the bartender soon returns and the self-serve bar policy doesn’t need to be tested.

Reese and David both grew up in Lynchburg, Virginia and both were members of the same Catholic Church. Small world. Apparently they may have been the only two Catholics in the whole city. Meanwhile, we Italian boys from Jersey noted we didn’t know anyone who wasn’t Catholic growing up. Oh, and David’s name really isn’t Sneakers O’Toole. When I heard that yesterday it just sounded made up.

Other topics of conversation included the TDDoC email list, vacationing in western states, new rings, incompetent UPS drivers, guns, the Pulitzer Prize for stats writing, bathroom decorations, etc. This group really has a wide variety of interests. I’m told the ladies room had a short winking Santa inside while the men’s room had a hillbilly helmet vending machine.

Notably absent were the Emans. Apparently the PA chapter event was more intriguing than going to the Hillbilly Hall. Also absent was CPL. Now I’ve been coming out to TDDoC regularly for the past 4 or 5 years and I’ve never met anyone named CPL. So I really beginning to wonder if he actually exists or if the name is just made up. Also absent was Pods. Considering he recommended the place and it was his old hangout the prevailing thought was that he would make an appearance. It didn’t happen. No stories….

At the end of the night while getting ready to leave I get approached and asked if I’m writing the stats. I say “That’s the rumor”. “Well are you or aren’t you?” “Yes I am”. “OK, put down that we’re going to Big Fish”. I say, “That’s not the way it works, we’re going to LEB.” “No, if you’re writing stats you can put down whatever you want and you want to go to Big Fish, Right, Now put it down!” I say “That’s not the way it works we’re going to LEB, it’s already been decided.” “The secret committee got to you didn’t they”. “ I don’t know, I don’t know nothing about any committees, where’s the door, I got to go, Help!” Then the plotting begins, we’ve got to get the email list and take over control on the TDDoC. Stay tuned for further development.

Day 3 @ Bill's Olde Tavern

Day 4: Hillbilly Hall Tavern & Restaurant 203 Hopewell-Wertsville Road , Hopewell, NJ 08525 (609) 466-9856 13 miles from Rt 1 & Rt 295



Bill's Olde Tavern:

This place is old; I haven't been in here since the late 90s for some kind of DMSP thing. This was before Lockheed fired me and possibly before the TDDoC was even conceived. But I will tell you what...the place doesn't look to have changed. Perhaps they know "olde" is in the name and don't want to be accused of leading people on. Walking through the parking lot, Russ attempts to run me down with his Cadillac and that throaty sounding V8 it has. He is so macho. One day, maybe, I'll be that cool. I walk in and ask where the bar is and have to step over a table that is situated almost directly in front the doorway to the dining room. This is common in a busy restaurant but the dining room is empty on this chilly Tuesday evening. I give it no mind and find the bar room with Scugi and some others in attendance.

Scugi is first. He is always first. I'm pretty sure he may have been first back in 1997 when this thing started. He is probably the all time leader in "Why" calls. Mertz (who isn't there) does a lot of these too, but he is usually at the wrong bar, so it doesn't count. It seems like Eman (who hasn't arrived yet) sends many of these as well, but many of these are actually text messages and if you look closely if you will notice these are actually inadvertently forwarded messages from the public radio station WHYY. (Additional trivia, Terry Gross and Martie Moss-Coane have never earned TDDoC points).

Most of usual folks are there or arrive in quick time. And as usual, CPL is not there. He said he had a reason. It's true he does have a reason, but it isn't the reason he gave, nor has it ever been any of the ones he has ever give. He is just CPL, and that is reason enough. He does have a bike though. Eff CPL.

You know what is good about Bill's -- it has food. You know what people don't like about Bill's -- it has food. The have the same perogi available at Al's Airport Inn, which there, is quaintly charming, Not so much here. Also they have macaroni and cheese, which apparently is just a frozen Stouffers dumped on a plate, and only slightly heated. But they do have fried pickles. Why? I don't know.

But the bar room is great. In fact they have several bar rooms. You could have a pub crawl and never leave the property. We talked about it, but never actually left the room we were in. Why leave? We are all here. Inertia.

We a little disappointed to find that "tomorrow" there is free beer at Bill's. Every tomorrow, just not today, there is a sign. There is also a sign in the men's room stating that Bill's will have Kinky Quizzo. I don't know if that is a risque trivia game, or the name of a stand-up comic, or possibly some kind of communicable disease. Any way this goes, the photo is quite old (or olde, in this case) judging by the hairstyles and dress of those in the photos.

In a total elevation of ridiculousness, we are informed that coconuts do not migrate. I'll just leave it at that. But in a more casual elevation of the ridiculousness, the following conversation is overheard:

Reese: I'm originally from Lynchburg, Virginia
Celeste: My boyfriend, Sneakers O'Toole, is from Lynchburg Virginia.
Reese: Wait, your boyfriend is Sneakers O'Toole? He is my ex-husband and still owes me money for those hair plugs.

Admittedly, parts of this are clearly fabricated. But it leads us to a new game we will be playing this week. At some well timed point in any conversation simply say:
"Wait a minute...your boyfriend is Sneakers O'Toole. He is (or was) ______________________________________ and __________________________________________. Bastard.", filling in the blanks with blatantly ridiculous claims. The goal is new heights of ridiculousness.



I hope to talk to all of you at some point this week. But the truth is, I don't like people. But I'm trying.

The tally (we never did ask who is Bill):

Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

Firkin Tavern

Dublin Square

Olde Bills Tavern

Stats by Eman

Stats by Tamp

Stats by Ska

Total

Al Janeck

x

1

Art Neufeld

x

1

Andrew (Gman)

x

x

2

Benny

x

1

Billy Bob

x

1

Bobo

x

1

Bode

x

1

Brandy

x

1

Brendan

x

1

Bubba

x

1

Caitlyn (Brandy's Daughter)

x

1

Celeste

x

x

x

3

Chaty

x

1

Cheryl Cohen

x

1

Chorba

x

1

Cole

x

x

x

3

Donny Walker

x

1

el Chorba

x

1

Ed Rodgers

x

1

Eman

x

x

x

3

Eric (Cole son)

x

1

Erin Rodgers

x

1

Frank Kimchick

x

1

Gman

x

x

x

3

Jenna Walker

x

1

Joe Chubb

x

1

Julian

x

x

2

Kaden

x

1

Kermit Fitzgerald

x

1

Kevin Duddy

x

x

x

3

Lin (Rebecca Friend)

x

x

2

Lisa Eman

x

x

x

3

Lisa Walker

x

1

Maria Scigu

x

x

2

Mark T

x

1

Martha Veleska

x

1

Marty Veleska

x

1

Matt Pross

x

1

Mertz

x

x

2

Michelle (Sophia Friend)

x

1

Milot

x

x

2

Mini G (Brandy's Son)

x

1

Mosso

x

x

x

3

Mrs Benny

x

1

Mrs Mechanic

x

1

Nancy (Erod Friend)

x

1

Norine

x

1

Pam Toft

x

1

Pat Worth

x

x

2

Rebecca

x

x

x

3

Reese

x

x

x

3

Rich Toft

x

1

Sandor

x

1

Scugi

x

x

x

3

Ska

x

x

x

3

Sophia

x

x

x

3

Su

x

x

x

3

Tamp

x

x

x

3

The Mechanic

x

1

Trent Eman

x

x

x

3

Tytla

x

1

Xtine

x

1

Yo

x

x

2

People Attended

41

36

24

Day 2 @ Dublin Square

Day 3 on Monday Dec 12, 2011 will be at Bill's Olde Tavern 2694 Nottingham Way Hamilton NJ (609) 586-0192, at five points across the street from Jo Jo’s.



Early arrivals at Dublin Square were, Scugi, Maria, and Sophia. They were seated at a table, dining on Irish/English fare. Art was talking to Frank and Cheryl at the next table. The Eastman’s arrived and were seated upstairs. We soon followed them upstairs. New TDDoCer, Duddy, was already at the bar making new friends. We huddled around the Eastman’s table, and the crowd grew. Rebecca invited a coworker Lin. Xtine, after years of absence returned. Pat Worth and Brandy brought their clan out for dinner. Donny, Lisa and their daughter Jenna made an appearance too. The Mechanic brought his wife out for her first point. Family members are always welcome. The TDDoC makes the perfect family holiday outing.

Sophia had to leave for choir. She is practicing with Michele for the upcoming “TDDoC Got Talent” contest that will happen later in the week. Mertz and Reese are some stiff competition in the Gregorian chant category. Ska, Cole and Russ were there. Russ is trying to figure out if he can sue the NJ Dept of Fish and Wildlife for the damages to his truck caused by a deer that hit it while his son was driving. It looks like Cole’s perfect attendance streak will come to an end next week. He is playing the Lasik card. G, Su, Bennie and his new wife stopped by after a previous engagement all dressed up. Celeste was late because she was casing out jewelry store for heist she is planning later this week. Yo, and the Milots also pointed.

The TDDoC is a great environment to work on your conversational skills. I was talking to a new TDDoCer, and they were telling of a conversation they were involved in. One person would cut off the other person saying “Too much detail”. I think that is a great way to tell a person to shut up when they are blathering on and on. I imagine the body motions that would go with it would be to hold your hand up signaling stop, then shake your head, and say “Too much detail”. So come out tonight to Bill’s Old Time Tavern and when you meet some new or old friends, and they start going on about some inane topic, put your hand up, shake your head and tell them, “Too much detail”.

2011

A B C D N O P

1 Day 1 Day 2 Day 3

2 Firkin Tavern Dublin Square Olde Bills Tavern

3 Stats by Eman Stats by Tamp Total

4 Al Janeck x 1

5 Art Neufeld x 1

6 Andrew (Gman) x 1

7 Benny x 1

8 Billy Bob x 1

9 Bobo x 1

10 Bode x 1

11 Brandy x 1

12 Bubba x 1

13 Caitlyn (Brandy's Daughter) x 1

14 Celeste x x 2

15 Chaty x 1

16 Cheryl Cohen x 1

17 Chorba x 1

18 Cole x x 2

19 Donny Walker x 1

20 el Chorba x 1

21 Ed Rodgers x 1

22 Eman x x 2

23 Eric (Cole son) x 1

24 Erin Rodgers x 1

25 Frank Kimchick x 1

26 Gman x x 2

27 Jenna Walker x 1

28 Julian x 1

29 Kaden x 1

30 Kermit Fitzgerald x 1

31 Kevin Duddy x x 2

32 Lin (Rebecca Friend) x 1

33 Lisa Eman x x 2

34 Lisa Walker x 1

35 Maria Scigu x 1

36 Mark T x 1

37 Martha Veleska x 1

38 Marty Veleska x 1

39 Matt Pross x 1

40 Mertz x x 2

41 Michelle (Sophia Friend) x 1

42 Milot x x 2

43 Mini G (Brandy's Son) x 1

44 Mosso x x 2

45 Mrs Benny x 1

46 Mrs Mechanic x 1

47 Nancy (Erod Friend) x 1

48 Pam Toft x 1

49 Pat Worth x 1

50 Rebecca x x 2

51 Reese x x 2

52 Rich Toft x 1

53 Scugi x x 2

54 Ska x x 2

55 Sophia x x 2

56 Su x x 2

57 Tamp x x 2

58 The Mechanic x 1

59 Trent Eman x x 2

60 Tytla x 1

61 Xtine x 1

62 Yo x x 2

63 People Attended 41 36 0 77

Day One Stats -- Firkin

Day 2 (as in Friday) location: Dublin Square, Route 130 at 206, Bordentown.



Yes, it’s true, this year’s TDDOC will be exactly the same as last year. We’ve run out of ideas. Just be glad….first runner-up in the decision process was the Salt Creek Grille.


Firkin, firkin, what the firkin? Day 1 (not to be confused with Day 0, see below) was at the Firkin Tavern in West Trenton, one of the finest Irish pubs in the land (OK, well they have Guinness on tap so of course it’s an Irish pub.) Once again, the establishment of choice has a new rule that children are not allowed in the booths in the bar area. What hath happened? Is this some move afoot by the US Congress to prevent the TDDOC from training their next generation of revelers? A group takes up residence in the dining room alongside another large table of people (quite obviously the West Trenton chapter of the TDDOC). On the other side of the table is a super-creepy nearly life size Santa that apparently moves when there is movement or noise nearby. His movement is part dance, part walk, and part self pleasure. Do they sell female versions?



The Firkin has some cool menu items. Russ orders up the meatloaf cupcake. Yes, I’m serious, that is a menu item. It comes out, and lo and behold, it’s meatloaf in the shape of a cupcake with mashed potatoes shaped like icing on top. Who would have thought you could get Manhattan-style chef action in West Trenton. But the pièce de résistance was clearly the Irish nachos. What a delightful blend of potato chips, cheese, corned beef, and Russian dressing. It’s just so delicious……uh…….wait…..who ordered the large plate?......uh…..getting full……not tasting so good all of the sudden ……..ugh…..stomach churning….. Still feeling nauseous now thinking about them.


WHERE is the PA chapter?? This is supposed to be a joint night. Are they here? No one knows. Apparently once Donna and Dorian go on their annual X-rated lovefest in Disney, the whole PA chapter collapses under its own weight.


A large contingent of suit and tie wearers (all with essentially the exact same suit) comes in and orders a delicious round of Michelob Ultra and froofy drinks, and more importantly, sucks up major bartender attention. Clearly the day’s session at the Field Sales Conference has just let out. The suit/tie guys get angry staredowns from the TDDOC but to no avail. The TDDOC just hopes that when Bobo shows up, he’ll give them some angry pokes in the chest. Wait….are these guys the PA chapter?


Reese catches me at the bar and asks if I can get the bartender to change one of the TVs to the Steelers game. After standing at the bar for awhile waiting for the bartender to even give me the time of day, I figure the chance of him even granting my request is low, so I decide to appeal to his sense of pity. I said, “can you put the Steelers game on that TV please? My woman is really giving me a boatload of grief about watching it”. He gave me a knowing sympathetic nod and changed the channel right away.


Kaden shows up….Kaden! Seeing a Kaden appearance is nearly as rare as a Crack Pipe Larry appearance. Kaden is clearly now going through a midlife crisis as his hair is now longer than it’s been since he had the afro in college.


Mertz phones in from Day 0 location Isaac Newton’s. The only problem is that it’s Day 1. Excellent! Is it too late to get a point for last night? He then re-enters his time machine and shows up at tonight’s event at the Firkin. If he had just known where we’ll be the next 10 nights, he could have killed off the entire TDDOC in one evening.


BB is enraged that the Firkin dares to display a Magic Hat bar light without having any Magic Hat on tap. He threatens to order some irish nachos and make them into a Malatov cocktail, but then decides not to after realizing that the risk of nausea far outweighs the benefit..


Sophia leaves early to go to choir practice. She returns later with her friend Michelle, who was easily tricked into vowing she'll make all 12 days. Despite having a few drinks, and having just practiced their singing, Sophia and Michelle refuse to lead the group in a vigorous rendition of God Bless America at the bar. Whatever happened to patriotism?


Rebecca shows up late, fresh off her "treatment" at the Quakerbridge Mall. It was unclear exactly what the treatment was, and she was hesitant to say, but I'd suggest that you ask her about it tonight.


Day 1
Firkin Tavern
Stats by Eman

Al Janeck x
Andrew (Gman) x
Billy Bob x
Bobo x
Bode x
Bubba x
Celeste x
Chaty x
Chorba x
Cole x
el Chorba x
Eman x
Eric (Cole son) x
Erin Rodgers x
Gman x
Julian x
Kaden x
Kermit Fitzgerald x
Kevin Duddey x
Lisa Eman x
Mark T x
Marty Velselka x
Martha Velselka x
Matt Pross x
Mertz x
Michelle (Sophia Friend) x
Milot x
Mosso x
Nancy (Erod Friend) x
Pam Toft x
Rebecca x
Reese x
Rich Toft x
Scugi x
Ska x
Sophia x
Su x
Tamp x
Trent Eman x
Tytla x
Yo x
People Attended 41