The Leff’s Opening Day party was better than I expected. The Love Monkeys were playing pretty loud. Even if you’re some kind of music snob, nobody can hate on The Love Monkeys. Sure, they’re a party-cover band, but they choose their covers wisely. For example, they play two Rusted Roots songs — and when was the last time you had a bad time at a Rusted Root show?
The food was pretty dec’ as well. I had a brat that must’ve been cooked in some sort of beer and beef stock, because it didn’t even need mustard. There were many drunk people. Here is some evidence:
These people gave us beer. Here is Dan and Amanda, trinken sie bier:
And this is the walk in, like moths to a lantern. Notice the Bill Hall jersey which popped into view of this snapshot. Perhaps this could be an omen. Foreshadowing something? Something like a 2-home run, 6-runs batted in game, perhaps?