I've always considered myself a bit of a dive bar aficionado.  I love the complete and total lack of pretension that comes with them.  They exist for one reason and one reason only.  To get you fucked up.  That's why I was so pleased to find this little gem just stumbling distance from my house.  Emphasis on the word \"find\" because you would never notice this place if you weren't specifically looking for it.  It's a tiny little hole in the wall sandwiched between a scuba school and some little collectible shop that doesn't look like it's been opened since Nixon was in office.  You have to park around the back.  When you walk in there's a bar a few tables, a pool table, a jukebox and that's it.  They don't a have a shit ton of TV's broadcasting every sporting event this side of hell. They don't serve food. They serve drinks and that is it.  As it should be!  They pour em strong and they pour em cheap.  It's not a place you go to to pick up chicks.  They cater to professional drunks who have no illusions about why they're there.  That's what a good dive bar should do and they do it well.  I look forward to many a night spent in it's dingy throes.  They take cards but there is a $10 minimum.  Hope to see you there!