Dear friends, lovers, confidantes, hangers-on, Monday man-crushes, Wednesday woman-crushes, Tuesday two-toed sloth-crushes, throwback-Thursdayers, weekday-order warriors, temporary mini-igloo dwellers, mildly-dismayed family members, and occasionally-engaged acquaintances,<\/p>\n
Happy New Year! \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n We hope it\u2019s far enough along into 2017 that your new year\u2019s resolutions have already gone the way of representative democracy in America\u00a0and that you now have the freedom to go ahead and do whatever thing it is that isn\u2019t necessarily good for you but that you really wanted to do in the first place and were going to end up doing eventually anyway.\u00a0 Especially if one of those things was hanging out at bars in Blowing Rock.<\/p>\n Because that\u2019s exactly what we plan to do this Saturday, January 14th from 9 pm to 1 am at Twigs (which is, as you may have suspected, a bar in Blowing Rock (or rather, a restaurant in Blowing Rock that has a bar in it, if one of your resolutions was to be annoying).\u00a0 And while the term \u2018Blowing Rock bar\u2019 might conjure up images of Realtors lounging around on black-vinyl-padded chrome bar stools and checking themselves out in wall-sized mirrors amid a fantasy of 80\u2019s decor, Twigs is actually a cozy little place with lots of sticks.\u00a0 Er, twigs.\u00a0 Well, not to nitpick too much, but those are sticks.<\/p>\n We will be occupying the little alcove in the back by the bar; you, hopefully, will be sitting in comfortable chairs comfortably enjoying comfort food and comfort beverages and letting those resolutions gently slip away with likely minimal consequences other than a strangely pleasant ebbing of unnecessary tension and a sense of financial\u00a0security brought on by\u00a0the knowledge that there was no cover charge.<\/p>\n For you trivia buffs, this will be our first Worthless Son-in-Laws show of 2017.\u00a0 Please make it yours, too!<\/p>\n Cheers,<\/p>\n The Worthless Son-in-Laws<\/p>\n