Showing posts with label McFaddens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label McFaddens. Show all posts
Monday, July 27, 2009
Always Live
McFadden’s, General Manager Damien Fuller, and Emily Rose Perfection have separated. Emily Rose was my favorite Lucky Charm… She still may be (although she has a crush of competition) my favorite platinum bunny, venue employee or non-employee, in this city… Her exodus is not merely disheartening…. Her exodus is devastating…
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Friday, July 3, 2009
Red White & Boom 2009: McFadden’s
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Red White & Boom 2009: McFadden’s
“Red, White, & Booze”Commencement: 12:00
Venue: McFadden’s (South Campus)
Wet T-Shirt Contest (Saturday)
Drinks (Available All Friday)
$12 Margarita O-Bowls
$2 Bud Light Drafts
Drinks (Available All Saturday)
$10 Corona Buckets
$4 Patriot Bombs
$3 Bud Light (24 ounces)
Menu (Available All Saturday)
$1 Chili Dogs
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Red White & Boom 2009: McFadden’s
“Red, White, & Booze”Calendar: July 3 & 4
Commencement: 12:00
Venue: McFadden’s (South Campus)
Wet T-Shirt Contest (Saturday)
Drinks (Available All Friday)
$12 Margarita O-Bowls
$2 Bud Light Drafts
Drinks (Available All Saturday)
$10 Corona Buckets
$4 Patriot Bombs
$3 Bud Light (24 ounces)
Menu (Available All Saturday)
$1 Chili Dogs
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Red White & Boom 2009: McFadden’s
“Red, White, & Booze”Calendar: July 3 & 4
Commencement: 12:00
Venue: McFadden’s (South Campus)
Wet T-Shirt Contest (Saturday)
Drinks (Available All Friday)
$12 Margarita O-Bowls
$2 Bud Light Drafts
Drinks (Available All Saturday)
$10 Corona Buckets
$4 Patriot Bombs
$3 Bud Light (24 ounces)
Menu (Available All Saturday)
$1 Chili Dogs
Friday, June 12, 2009
Always Live
South Campus spies inform me that McFadden’s was crushed. Evidently, the awaiting masses consumed a complete block.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
INVITE: Senior Crawl
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
INVITE: Playboy Lingerie Party
Sunday, May 31, 2009
INVITE: Playboy Lingerie Party
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Always Live
South Campus spies inform me that McFadden’s was swarmed. Kenny Chesney’s pre-party was another success for Promotions Superstar Amy Shimmer…
Friday, May 22, 2009
INVITE: Kenny Chesney Pre-Party
Sunday, May 17, 2009
INVITE: Kenny Chesney Pre-Party
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Failure is Fleeting, Recovery is Remembered
One question I am frequently asked concerns personal relationships. Do they prevent criticism? My answer is simple and qualified. No they do not prevent criticism… However, I acquire no pleasure from scorching a venue.
If anyone was wondering why twitter live never commenced, my phone was uncooperative. If twitter live would have commenced, the tweets would have been few and unfavorable. McFadden’s Rock on the Range pre-party was vacant. I don’t mean the majority of the tables were unoccupied. I mean one could have sat down at any table, taken a nap, and no noise would have awoken you.
Thankfully, McFadden’s Promotions Superstar Amy Shimmer rescued the afternoon. I know I’ve discussed Amy’s individual genius, but her fashion is more impressive. Whether it’s New Year’s barely there blue dress or anyone of a half-dozen little black dresses she has rocked, Shimmer never concedes style… Couture is her comfortable.
Dressed today in sun drop yellow, she is once again scrumptious. Our conversation covers Pete Wentz, Kenny Chesney weekend, and the previously mentioned debacle… Amy is obviously unhappy with this afternoon… However, she comprehends what every superstar comprehends… Your next performance negates any performance…
When twitter originated, I didn’t understand it’s value… I can’t say good morning in one hundred and forty characters… I also rarely type a non double-digit paragraph column… As I walked toward the South Campus garage, I comprehended what every columnist comprehends… When nothing occurs, a lot can’t be said…
If anyone was wondering why twitter live never commenced, my phone was uncooperative. If twitter live would have commenced, the tweets would have been few and unfavorable. McFadden’s Rock on the Range pre-party was vacant. I don’t mean the majority of the tables were unoccupied. I mean one could have sat down at any table, taken a nap, and no noise would have awoken you.
Thankfully, McFadden’s Promotions Superstar Amy Shimmer rescued the afternoon. I know I’ve discussed Amy’s individual genius, but her fashion is more impressive. Whether it’s New Year’s barely there blue dress or anyone of a half-dozen little black dresses she has rocked, Shimmer never concedes style… Couture is her comfortable.
Dressed today in sun drop yellow, she is once again scrumptious. Our conversation covers Pete Wentz, Kenny Chesney weekend, and the previously mentioned debacle… Amy is obviously unhappy with this afternoon… However, she comprehends what every superstar comprehends… Your next performance negates any performance…
When twitter originated, I didn’t understand it’s value… I can’t say good morning in one hundred and forty characters… I also rarely type a non double-digit paragraph column… As I walked toward the South Campus garage, I comprehended what every columnist comprehends… When nothing occurs, a lot can’t be said…
INVITE: Rock on the Range Pre-Parties
Friday, May 15, 2009
INVITE: Rock on the Range Pre-Parties
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
INVITE: Rock on the Range Pre-Parties
Monday, May 11, 2009
INVITE: Rock on the Range Pre-Parties
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Skirts, Stars Score Spotlight
Life’s objective is the spotlight. The reason celebrities are idolized and millionaires are rich is they adore the spotlight. They relish the spotlight. Their ambitions were never anonymity, conformity, or obscurity. That’s the thing about the spotlight. It will never seek you. You must seek it.
Upon my arrival for the Luau, McFadden’s was swarmed. Given Greek Week’s volume of activity and the unwelcome weather (when did May become this city’s official rain month), one would assume campus might relax. Instead, those who consumed alcohol all week ignored the rain and consumed alcohol one more evening.
And they consumed their alcohol inside an immaculately contrived paradise. It’s not as if McFadden’s had not transformed their interior previously… However, their conversion from campus haunt into a Jimmy Buffett lyric was remarkable. The first level crowd batting an oversized beach ball into several breakable objects… The second level crowd purchasing their pounders from a beer tub, which was remade into straw encircled hut… The décor was spectacular…
Once again, McFadden’s Promotions Superstar Amy scored. It is obvious at this point that she is a star among stars… With that said, her individual genius is almost incomprehensible… Lodge Bar and Jen Bunny have Kattie Minx… Park Street Patio, Sugar Bar, and Randy Haffey have a quartet… Amy is singular… She must conceive and execute the concept… If the concept collapses, she cannot sacrifice anyone… She is responsible…
Yet, the concepts never collapse… Amy’s presentations are consistently intriguing… Her visions are consistently unique… From New Year’s Eve to St. Patrick’s Day to both Little Black Dress Parties, Amy conceives the event… She promotes the event… And the bunnies and bunny chasers arrive and enjoy…
On this evening, they were thoroughly enjoying… From the limbo contest that included two dozen to the two bunnies who danced atop a booth, the energy was excellent. Incidentally, the bunnies were chased off their booth by bouncers, five minutes after they commenced… I assume the reason was safety, but the bouncers should have relaxed… The visual was spectacular…
Equally spectacular was Lester, who (for once) enhanced and did not detract from the atmosphere. Typically, Lester’s randomness, which includes an obligatory once an evening salute to President Obama, is revolting (we understand, he won, you supported him)… Tonight, Lester was superb… His conclusion of the limbo contest with “On A Boat” was appropriate… His transition of “Sweet Caroline” into “Paper Planes” was stellar…
Since we mentioned stellar, the immersion of the Lucky Charms into the Luau theme was exquisite… The combination of bikinis and grass skirts… The allure of skin, which was equal parts appropriate, enticing, and scandalous… The Lucky Charms are marvelous morsels on average evenings… With this ensemble, their magnetism was inconceivable…
Of course, my personal favorite Emily Rose was scrumptious… It wasn’t the obvious with her either… Her perfect physique was striking… She was every male’s aspiration… However, Brooke and Sytease were equally physically appetizing… Emily Rose’s flawlessly bronzed skin… Her off the beach complexion, which exquisitely offset her hair and eyes… As I have said, the term OUS was coined for Emily Rose and this evening was the perfect explanation as to why…
While Emily Rose, Brooke, and Sytease were marvelous, the charm that captured my attention, the charm that captivated my attention was the newest addition to the muffin menagerie, Alisha… I could have observed the obvious with her and had enough verbiage for two paragraphs, but what made her relevant, what catapulted her ahead in the conversation, was when she walked the bar.
I know what you’re thinking, charms walk the bar, they grind, they preen, they strut… It’s essentially their employment description… I will not argue any of that… However, watching Alisha, who could have simply walked the crowd and labeled her night successful, reminded me why McFadden’s is the campus venue… Alisha appeared relaxed… She appeared to be relishing the attention, as she reaffirmed my opening paragraph…
Throughout the evening, I had several conversations, whose essential premise was that McFadden’s has slowed since football season… While the upper and lower levels might not be impassible, while the Arena District may be consuming most of this website’s column inches, Alisha’s performance negated this premise… Crowd size is irrelevant… Number of columns is irrelevant… McFadden’s remains the official home of spotlight seekers now and forever…
Upon my arrival for the Luau, McFadden’s was swarmed. Given Greek Week’s volume of activity and the unwelcome weather (when did May become this city’s official rain month), one would assume campus might relax. Instead, those who consumed alcohol all week ignored the rain and consumed alcohol one more evening.
And they consumed their alcohol inside an immaculately contrived paradise. It’s not as if McFadden’s had not transformed their interior previously… However, their conversion from campus haunt into a Jimmy Buffett lyric was remarkable. The first level crowd batting an oversized beach ball into several breakable objects… The second level crowd purchasing their pounders from a beer tub, which was remade into straw encircled hut… The décor was spectacular…
Once again, McFadden’s Promotions Superstar Amy scored. It is obvious at this point that she is a star among stars… With that said, her individual genius is almost incomprehensible… Lodge Bar and Jen Bunny have Kattie Minx… Park Street Patio, Sugar Bar, and Randy Haffey have a quartet… Amy is singular… She must conceive and execute the concept… If the concept collapses, she cannot sacrifice anyone… She is responsible…
Yet, the concepts never collapse… Amy’s presentations are consistently intriguing… Her visions are consistently unique… From New Year’s Eve to St. Patrick’s Day to both Little Black Dress Parties, Amy conceives the event… She promotes the event… And the bunnies and bunny chasers arrive and enjoy…
On this evening, they were thoroughly enjoying… From the limbo contest that included two dozen to the two bunnies who danced atop a booth, the energy was excellent. Incidentally, the bunnies were chased off their booth by bouncers, five minutes after they commenced… I assume the reason was safety, but the bouncers should have relaxed… The visual was spectacular…
Equally spectacular was Lester, who (for once) enhanced and did not detract from the atmosphere. Typically, Lester’s randomness, which includes an obligatory once an evening salute to President Obama, is revolting (we understand, he won, you supported him)… Tonight, Lester was superb… His conclusion of the limbo contest with “On A Boat” was appropriate… His transition of “Sweet Caroline” into “Paper Planes” was stellar…
Since we mentioned stellar, the immersion of the Lucky Charms into the Luau theme was exquisite… The combination of bikinis and grass skirts… The allure of skin, which was equal parts appropriate, enticing, and scandalous… The Lucky Charms are marvelous morsels on average evenings… With this ensemble, their magnetism was inconceivable…
Of course, my personal favorite Emily Rose was scrumptious… It wasn’t the obvious with her either… Her perfect physique was striking… She was every male’s aspiration… However, Brooke and Sytease were equally physically appetizing… Emily Rose’s flawlessly bronzed skin… Her off the beach complexion, which exquisitely offset her hair and eyes… As I have said, the term OUS was coined for Emily Rose and this evening was the perfect explanation as to why…
While Emily Rose, Brooke, and Sytease were marvelous, the charm that captured my attention, the charm that captivated my attention was the newest addition to the muffin menagerie, Alisha… I could have observed the obvious with her and had enough verbiage for two paragraphs, but what made her relevant, what catapulted her ahead in the conversation, was when she walked the bar.
I know what you’re thinking, charms walk the bar, they grind, they preen, they strut… It’s essentially their employment description… I will not argue any of that… However, watching Alisha, who could have simply walked the crowd and labeled her night successful, reminded me why McFadden’s is the campus venue… Alisha appeared relaxed… She appeared to be relishing the attention, as she reaffirmed my opening paragraph…
Throughout the evening, I had several conversations, whose essential premise was that McFadden’s has slowed since football season… While the upper and lower levels might not be impassible, while the Arena District may be consuming most of this website’s column inches, Alisha’s performance negated this premise… Crowd size is irrelevant… Number of columns is irrelevant… McFadden’s remains the official home of spotlight seekers now and forever…
Thursday, May 7, 2009
INVITE: McFadden’s Luau
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Uninformed Crowd Celebrates Unknown Holidays
Franklin County’s Hispanic-American population is 2.2%. Ninety-seven percent of our residents have no connection with Cinco de Mayo. They are unaware the holiday commemorates the Mexican Army’s victory over the French at the Battle of Puebla. They merely view the occasion as an opportunity to get drunk.
Judging McFadden’s crowd upon my arrival, the opportunity isn’t that important. The crowd was notable… The venue wasn’t vacant… Still, one could enjoy a conversation, hear themselves think, order and receive a drink within one minute, and walk freely across both level’s floors… Activities that are virtually impossible on McFadden’s greatest nights…
Thankfully, the crowd’s late arrival (and they would arrive) provided me an opportunity to speak with McFadden’s Promotions Superstar Amy, who I relish talking with. I know I’ve discussed other promotions superstars and it’s not that Amy’s more talented… It’s her personality… A brilliant blend of colleague and confidant… She is someone you can spend forty minutes with switching from life to work and back again in alternating sentences…
And tonight’s forty minutes were appreciated, because they allowed the crowd to improve… I exited our conversation and returned to the second level where the crowd was now buzzing… It wasn’t a signature McFadden’s crowd, as I spoke with Anastasia, one of McFadden’s greatest bartenders and the first bartender to serve me a drink in this city, the four tasks I mentioned earlier, were becoming more difficult…
As the influx progressed, the Lucky Charms (you didn’t think I would make it through a McFadden’s column without mentioning them…) prepared… Obviously, preparation is inherent with any facet of venue activity… However, watching Garren prep her beer tub was watching a pitcher prep the mound on the day of their critical start… Her expression was serious… Her movements were precise… She wanted the table a certain place, the chairs a certain way… The intricacy was incredible…
Speaking of incredible, I also couldn’t let a McFadden’s column conclude (and don’t worry we have a few paragraphs after this) without mentioning my favorite charm (typed it again) Emily Rose… Her pre-jello shot sale preparation consisted of debating whether or not to wear Dustin’s sombrero… After she decided against it, she sold the shots with her typical blend of audacity and charm… (I’m assuming Emily has never been accused of shyness)…
Contrasting Emily’s charm were the heifers whose numbers increased as McFadden’s crowd expanded… On both levels, in every area, there was more blubber present than the last Discovery Channel wale special… And their fashion was even worse… Peculiar colors… Random patterns… No less than fifty instances, I wanted to walk up to one of these and asked a simple question… Who shot my couch or my curtains or my bedspread?
Now, I know I will receive comments or e-mails, so let me type this (something I have been meaning to type previously)… I’ve been asked the question whether or not I don’t think heifers have a right to a social life… They absolutely have the right… However, I have the right to mock them… I have the right to point out that they should skip the forth doughnut or the second carton of ice cream or they should watch the Style Network… If they are trotting themselves into public dressed absurdly and appearing absurdly, I have the right to call their dress and appearance what they are…
As I exited McFadden’s en route to the second Dos de Mayo (which is ironically another holiday) celebration, I walked two thoughts… If this was Cinco de Mayo pre-game, what will Tuesday actually include… And did my couch, curtains, and bedspread pass away quickly or did they suffer?
Judging McFadden’s crowd upon my arrival, the opportunity isn’t that important. The crowd was notable… The venue wasn’t vacant… Still, one could enjoy a conversation, hear themselves think, order and receive a drink within one minute, and walk freely across both level’s floors… Activities that are virtually impossible on McFadden’s greatest nights…
Thankfully, the crowd’s late arrival (and they would arrive) provided me an opportunity to speak with McFadden’s Promotions Superstar Amy, who I relish talking with. I know I’ve discussed other promotions superstars and it’s not that Amy’s more talented… It’s her personality… A brilliant blend of colleague and confidant… She is someone you can spend forty minutes with switching from life to work and back again in alternating sentences…
And tonight’s forty minutes were appreciated, because they allowed the crowd to improve… I exited our conversation and returned to the second level where the crowd was now buzzing… It wasn’t a signature McFadden’s crowd, as I spoke with Anastasia, one of McFadden’s greatest bartenders and the first bartender to serve me a drink in this city, the four tasks I mentioned earlier, were becoming more difficult…
As the influx progressed, the Lucky Charms (you didn’t think I would make it through a McFadden’s column without mentioning them…) prepared… Obviously, preparation is inherent with any facet of venue activity… However, watching Garren prep her beer tub was watching a pitcher prep the mound on the day of their critical start… Her expression was serious… Her movements were precise… She wanted the table a certain place, the chairs a certain way… The intricacy was incredible…
Speaking of incredible, I also couldn’t let a McFadden’s column conclude (and don’t worry we have a few paragraphs after this) without mentioning my favorite charm (typed it again) Emily Rose… Her pre-jello shot sale preparation consisted of debating whether or not to wear Dustin’s sombrero… After she decided against it, she sold the shots with her typical blend of audacity and charm… (I’m assuming Emily has never been accused of shyness)…
Contrasting Emily’s charm were the heifers whose numbers increased as McFadden’s crowd expanded… On both levels, in every area, there was more blubber present than the last Discovery Channel wale special… And their fashion was even worse… Peculiar colors… Random patterns… No less than fifty instances, I wanted to walk up to one of these and asked a simple question… Who shot my couch or my curtains or my bedspread?
Now, I know I will receive comments or e-mails, so let me type this (something I have been meaning to type previously)… I’ve been asked the question whether or not I don’t think heifers have a right to a social life… They absolutely have the right… However, I have the right to mock them… I have the right to point out that they should skip the forth doughnut or the second carton of ice cream or they should watch the Style Network… If they are trotting themselves into public dressed absurdly and appearing absurdly, I have the right to call their dress and appearance what they are…
As I exited McFadden’s en route to the second Dos de Mayo (which is ironically another holiday) celebration, I walked two thoughts… If this was Cinco de Mayo pre-game, what will Tuesday actually include… And did my couch, curtains, and bedspread pass away quickly or did they suffer?
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