Dive Bar Sunday – Milano’s Bar NYC

It has been a long summer and now that the Seersucker suit has been put away it is time to get back to our old shenanigans and enjoy the fruits of the city. You have heard me speak of having “A guy” and how vital it is. Back in Memphis, one didn’t need to have “a guy” you managed on your own or sought advice from friends and family. Up here, well you need “a guy” and depending on what you were doing you may need many of them.
Case in point my boy JM or Joey Pearl Jam, not only does he have a “a guy” but he just finished remodeling his house in…..wait for it….New Jersey.  Actually he had many “guys” doing work for him on that project. JM and I were talking a while back about good ole fashioned Dive Bars and that they are a part of Americana. Sadly, they are being replaced daily with either a Chipotle or a gastropub that has a mixologist instead of a bartender.  These are the type of joints that would serve a lemon wedge with tap water and charge you 2 bucks because it is a fancy ionized and desalinated bottled water that ran from gluten free ice caps in Alaska. Don’t me wrong, I have had many a fancy cocktail up here in the 14 months of living here but deep down I am a dive bar fan at heart.
This past Friday I took my boss up to Jimmy’s Corner on W44th and her first comment was “Where did you find this place? I kind of like it! I won’t order a glass of wine here but I dig it!” Oh and shout out to Double Birds and her Husband who were in town last weekend for the wedding of the year. It was great seeing you and having a couple drinks before you got all fancified. 

But I digress, so JM was telling me about a place that is in NoHo that I should try out. Ironically, the bar that he told me about used to be in his family and the name of the bar is the same as his last name. In his words “It is a classic Beer and a Shot type of bar.” I hadn’t even been there and I was in love with it.  Here is the 411 on Milano’s Bar according to an article written about it in Time Out Magazine.
Milano’s has been serving up drinks since 1880  (only stopping during the Prohibition years) and remains one of the last authentically old-school bars in the city. It can be a tight squeeze on crowded nights and the place is definitely no frills when it comes to atmosphere, but the bar’s décor—featuring swinging saloon bathroom doors, a tin ceiling, and a tile floor—is a wonderful break from gimmicks when you just want a drink. Its walls are adorned with old pictures and Yankees Memorabilia. It is the last bastion of Dive Bars in New York.

img_2455Notice all the wires on the left side of the picture? They had like 3 different multi plug adaptors all plugged into one outlet. I am sure it is fine.

img_2454It reminds me of Alex’s Tavern kind of you know? Except for all the Yankees stuff on the walls.

img_2453No need for overhead lights, plenty of Neon and Christmas Tree lights.

img_2452No food is served here but this old menu suggests they did at one time. Who doesn’t want a Veal Cutlet & 2 Vegetables for 30 cents.

img_2451You bet your sweet arse that we had Bud Lights. No fancy beer for us, we are simple folk.

img_2450I take it back, they do serve food here, those chips are fresh I am sure of it!

I will do better on my Dive Bar reporting. Momma gets back from a weekend trip on Sunday at noon so we will be heading on the 6 train to somewhere!

Have a good weekend.



Does yelling “Roll Tide” really mean “I sleep with my cousin?”

Cheap shot but hey, show me a Bama fan who isn’t more obnoxious than a Tennessee fan and I will let you ride my unicorn! Thanks to DD and Martha for putting me up  at the casa de Dewey a couple weeks back. Yes the guest room I slept in was bigger than my apartment, my next door neighbors and 2 more down the hall. It was great to see you and a whole bunch of others.

img_2430Goats, yes those are Goats and that is the residence of the Dean of The Agriculture Department. “DD the only goats I see in NYC are on a spit and roasting by a fire!”

img_2421Great to see my old boss Dean Weber. Oh and DW, you got this! You have put up with more shit than this to knock you down! I will see you in Dallas next year for the A&M game!

img_2427If this was open when I was in college I would have weighed 300 pounds. Granted the 10PM Casa Taco Cheese Dip runs didn’t help my waist line but damnit man!

img_2413Great to see my other boss Dave England and Zim-Bob!

img_2417It still gives give me chills to see this, not to mention to run through it!

img_2414Great to see my friend Pig!

fullsizerender-2Sorry, cheap shot to the Ole Miss fans but hey, I got to take every win where I can!

Great to see everyone and thanks for the hospitality.



Congrats to ABG and Kato!

 My apologies because this was to have been posted 2 weeks ago but a bad home wireless junction box and my travels prevented this post from being published. You probably have heard me make mention or seen posts about my exploits as a Carnie. To describe it to someone who never has experienced this type of event work it probably could said best by my old boss Jack D. “It is the best of times and it is the worst of times, all at the same time!” You learn a lot about yourself and those who you work with when you are sleep deprived, stressed to a breaking point, sunburned and in need of a shower. Sometimes you are thankful that it is raining so that “you can’t tell if those are tears streaming down your face or just rain.” 
I had ‘gone into battle’ with the above named 4 times when I was living in Memphis. It was the first year of doing a corporate sponsorship at WCBCC that we were finishing up on Saturday night when it dawned on me something was up. They wanted to stay in the park to go have a drink in a neighboring BBQ tent instead of leaving with the group and ride on the golf cart to our cars. One of the employees asked why they wanted to stay in the park considering we logged 80 hours in 5 days. I remarked “Dude you didn’t see it after being in the park for 4 nights? They are in love.” Needless to say, he didn’t think that I figured it out that quickly. I told that employee that when you put that much stress on a person you can a lot of mannerisms that normally are guarded. That and I caught them kissy facing each other in the trailer one morning.  
I have known AB and Kato for a while and I love them both to death. Sure, there were sometimes we didn’t see eye to eye on occasion but we kissed and made up, carnie love makes one do that. That and if Kato ever screws it up, I know “a guy” and one phone call is all it takes! I do kid. Congrats on your marriage and new life in Eastern TN. Don’t be a stranger and you are always welcome up here in NYC anytime you want. Kato just to let you know; you can’t drive the put-put dirt bike up here so you will have to fly up here instead.

292266_10150899893804928_305584740_nI took them into Tom Lee Park as Children and they emerged Carnies! God I am bloated!

amandaAmanda, you need to make it look pretty. If Kato and I do the display it will look like shit!

975414_10151744259864928_1108921178_nKato – “Why don’t you spray Robo with Sunscreen too?”
CBT – “Dude she is your girlfriend, and I have my ridiculous floppy hat!”

1239490_10203733925817175_3954891357311362098_nI think this was before the storms set in and a chill came over Tom Lee Park. It has to be early in the week, we were still smiling!

yepI bet you sent Trip and invite to the wedding didn’t you?

img_2461Oh and Amanda, I still have the video from WCBCC12 at Bar 595!

Love you both!


Tucker’s 50th Anniversary of circling the sun

One of the MoHo’s turned 50 this past summer so a bunch of us headed up to Beantown to see her, some guy named Big Papi and drink a couple Sam Adams beers. It was a good trip. Rather than pretend we didn’t pretty much eat and drink our faces off I will give you the pictures that are PG-13

img_2363Inside Cheers the Bar in Boston

img_2368Oldest Bar in Boston and Sarah

img_2366You got to get a picture of the sign, that is like going to Memphis and not getting a picture of the Grave.

img_2349The Sausage Guy sells exclusively in Fenway Park

img_2354Little Bit Rainy and Cold at Friday’s game

img_2356The Green Monster and the John Hancock Scoreboard. The stadium is very small and reminds me of Wrigley!

img_2357Kathy and Shobo

img_2383Me and Baby Fine Hair!

img_2372It was good to have Scott there to offset the hormones that were a flowing!

img_2379Are we a tad dehydrated?

img_2392Had to get me a Lobster Roll!

img_2373And here is when it went off the rails! Happy Birthday Tucker! We Love Ya!

We will be back to Beantown! Fun times!



CBT’s take on Airtravel “WTCBF is wrong with people?”

It has been a tough month of travel for yours truly. It started 4 weeks back when I made my trip back to Memphis for work and to also check on my renter in our condo downtown. I was there all week and ventured back to Gotham very late Thursday evening/early Friday morning. My hats off to those who do it week after week for their work. The next 2 following weeks I made consecutive trips to Boston and then to Fayetteville. Each of those trips I would venture to airport on Friday afternoon to return home Sunday evening. These trips were fun but each Monday I would start the week exhausted and in need of sleep and was mentally drained. And lets don’t even talk about the amount of beer and booze that I put into my body those weekends too! But that isn’t what this is about. It is about the Asshats who travel with you in the plane.

I have always considered myself a very well behaved air traveler. I was raised that when you travel you always dressed up and sitting in the back of the plane where the smoking section was located was the best place to get cokes and booze. *age check on those readers who know what I am talking about* I still to this day always put on a nice pair of slacks and jacket for a couple of reasons. First is that with me wearing a jacket I have a place to put all my shit. Secondly is if they are going to bump someone up to first class it might as well be the guy who looks the part and not sweat pants and wife beater dude.  I won’t say that people don’t give a shit anymore but have you seen some of the outfits people wear on planes now? Seriously, have people lost their moral compass or do they just not give a shit anymore? But I digress

So here is where I lose my shit each and every time I travel. Oh and don’t think that I am just being the Angry New Yorkers because Mrs. Trumpet gets equally steamed at this. Here is what get’s us frothy and want to punch people in the throat;
“Good Morning and welcome to flight 345 with service to BFE. In a few minutes we will be begin boarding but at this time we will allow any passengers who need a few extra minutes to please board now.” It is at this time that the entire gate area stands the Fuck Up and bottlenecks the gate. Have you seen this? I am sure that you have…..Everyone has and it drives me absolutely crazy.

At first I thought it was just a pet peeve of Mrs. Trumpet and myself but on a trip back from Orlando I was with my buddy SM. The same announcement occurs and I overhear SM gruff under his breath. I look at him and ask “Oh that pisses you off too?” Yep, ole SM gets as equally pissed off as I do but here is where he and I differ and it is a beautiful thing. When SM’s group number was called I notice that SM would walk through each and every small cluster of people who are jamming up the line to the gate. He would say loudly “Oh I am sorry, I was doing as I was told. I was waiting until my zone was called and didn’t clog the entrance like you are doing!” Needless to say, I am a now one of “Those Guys” because I also am doing that. I encourage everyone who travels frequently to do this. Maybe we can break those uncouth Fecks!

img_2396I wish I had one of those Jazzy scooters because I would plow into these Fecks!

img_2394Notice dude by the trash can? He was like me and plowed into the crowd when our zone was called. I may be starting a revolution!

img_2313Yes that is a book on his head, You are about to get punched in the throat. Yes I am sitting in the chair waiting till my zone was called.

img_2410Nice Hair dude, I see your son has the same barber.

Don’t do it folks! don’t block the gate when you fly with CBT!





Been kinda Bizzy!

Stop yelling at me ok? I get it that I am a slacker and haven’t written in a week. I could give you this sob story about how I am banging out a bunch of hours on the new job. Or that since Momma is pledging her sorority at NYU I have taken up the duty of cooking the evening meals. That on Sunday when I normally bust out a lot of these stories on the laptop but the internet was jacked up.  It certainly couldn’t be that I went to the West Side to drink Whisky and smoke cigars with The Banker. Nah it wasn’t that one, not at all.  let’s get you back up to speed shall we?

Yes, last week I was back in Memphis for selling tickets class for the Tour Bus company and I really didn’t have much time to play. I did some networking, I caught up with my former admin who now lives in Memphis and lived out off of Hack Cross Road for the week. I did ‘sneak’ downtown on Sunday and got to see some folks but this trip was so busy I didn’t sound the alarm so sorry if I didn’t see everyone. We will be back at Christmas so clear your calendar. Anyway here are some pictures that I had on my iFoam so here they are in no particular order. Yes they are way out of order too.

img_5525Those damned South Main Hipsters with their ManBuns……Oh wait sorry Gardo!

img_5533Your Father is an Eagles Fan, your mommy is a Cowboys fan…Let’s piss them all off shall we Lisa Marie? Let’s make you a JETS fan!

img_5534The Dog is thinking – “Who is this Northern Fecker who knocked on my door and camped out on my patio smoking a cigar?”

img_5542That kid is going to be alright. Already camping out under the bar on a busy Wednesday night.

img_5543So good to see these two!

img_5545I will admit that I miss the Memphis News a little.

img_5558Made a trip on the Q Train to Park Slope and walked by the Russian House in Neon

img_5559Congrats to Mr. 3 first names on getting a new title with the NYFD. We are proud of you and hope you will be in the UES!

img_5568Forgot to hit Send on this on Saturday. Thankfully we had Whisky Club on Sunday.

img_5517Still got to use these on Sunday night. Anyone else have keys to a bar in Memphis? I do….at least until Momma changed the lock.

I am off to Boston this afternoon to celebrate my Aruba Wife’s anniversary of circling the sun 50 times. Have a good weekend and I promise to do better.



If you know the past….

You can predict the future.

Yes I have said that quote a million times.  I am not sure who originally said it but it speaks volumes. Case in point was very evident this past week. I was away from NYC last week for some training. God Bless my Staten Island brother from another mother for holding the foam in my absence, he was busy. During breaks I would check email and I got a lot of “the double decker tour bus didn’t pick me up” or “the double decker bus was late or early” messages and I didn’t have a clue. Was NYC & the Upper East Side falling apart because I was in the land of Delta Blues? What gives?

It wasn’t until I got an email from the Tour Bus director on Tuesday late that it made sense. With the United Nations General Assembly and the heightened security from the Chelsea bombings on the prior Saturday night there would be additional road closures and traffic delays on the East Side. You see, our tour busses were getting stuck in traffic so we ran our schedules a couple hours earlier to meet the demand of tourists. I passed this information over to those clients who were emailing me and the majority of them were ok with it. There were some who didn’t appreciate it. My response was simple to those foreign tourists; I am sorry that my country is making your bus late, bring it up with the NYPD & Homeland Security.

I have one client who normally picks up his tour bus near 3 foreign embassies/consulates and they weren’t having any of this. I get back into Gotham Thursday night and planed to visit them on Friday morning. I wanted to do a joint day with another Tour Bus ticket seller on Friday but she bagged me for sweat pants and was going to WFH (work from home) so back to the suit I went.  I get to the clients location and seriously this person is pissed. I ask them to walk outside with me. I point down the street to one of the Forign embassies on his block and ask him if they see the officers wearing riot gear and holding the long guns. I (nicely as I can and with a southern accent) tell my client that they should voice their complaint to them. He calms down and I asked him if this is his first UN General Assembly tour. He tells me he has been here for 10 years. “You weren’t here when the Pope was in town last year?” was my question and he then admitted to overacting.

Going back to the title of this worthless dribble…. This behavior reminds me of living in Memphis. The folks who bitch each year about Memphis in May, River Arts Festival, Cooper Young, and Southern Folk Festival. You have two options; leave town or pipe down! Sure it is a pain in the ass but you have to deal with it.  Bitching won’t help your cause and it’s only a week, enjoy the distraction of sirens, bike rack and State Department folks walking around speaking into their sleeves.

img_5316Black SUV and blacked out windows with running boards…Must be a Secret! Yes they get their own lane on the double streets.

What the Feck….Is that a Prevost on the Curb…What Drunk ass parked that on E67th Street…..Oh wait (you can’t see it from this pic) there is a Diplomat plate on the front of that bus. And yes that is the Ukraine Embassy to the right of the bus.

It is not like they didn’t’ warn us that this shit was going to happen. Yes the actions that happened 2 Saturdays ago didn’t help and they did add more closures but get over it! Either you like it or you move somewhere else!

Yes, I have no shame in Tyson’ng a visit with a Food Celeb. By the way W. Askew, B. Duffel, and A. Tyson – I will have many Vodka’s with Zamir one of these days! It will happen! Just give me time!

Enjoy the week, Love one another, Hug a stranger, and by the way quit bitching about the stuff you can’t control. Nobody wants to hear that noise.


Don’t pay the ransom…..

Apologies to my 6 readers, I was away at training and didn’t have much time to do anything else. Thank you to all our friends and family across the globe who checked in on us following the Chelsea bombings. Sadly these are times that we live in now. To our friends in Charlotte; be safe and here is to hoping that cooler heads will prevail. 

Go do a random act of kindness today. Tell a stranger Good Morning, or open a door for them, better yet just give someone a fistbump. We are all living on this island, rock, world together and we need to start acting better.

Taken by an honorary member of the Pipes & Drums on 9/11


A “Radio’s own” Drake Hall Rant on Sunday

Excuse me because I am going to break my normal format and get on my soapbox for a moment. Today is September 11th, the 15th anniversary of the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. I traditionally don’t post things on Sunday yet ‘pre-load’ some blogs that I publish during the week. I get that a lot of my readers, all 6 of you, read this worthless dribble during the week at lunch on your PDA at your desk, or bathroom. I am ok with it; I just appreciate that you click on it. This morning I have in the background the TV while they are reading the names of those who died 15 years ago. Yes, my eyes are damp, show me a person who can’t let their emotions get to them on this day.

Today is a day that most New Yorkers who were living here 15 years ago would like to forget. I know this firsthand because I have met and spoken to a lot of them during the past year. I am not going to get into that but I respect them and acknowledge that yes this wasn’t New York’s finest day. This afternoon we will head to McSorley’s Old Ale House in the East Village for a service where the NYFD Pipes and Drums will honor the 343 Firemen who lost their lives this day. The band will enter McSorley’s at precisely 3:43 in full kilt playing at top note. If you have ever been in this joint, it is as small as Max’s Sports Bar, so bring ear plugs. Later we shall head down to ‘ground zero’ for what is called evening service. I won’t go into detail about that but it also is a very emotional event. No this isn’t a drink beer and cut up NYFD event, this is the furthest thing from it.

Here is my inner struggle with all of this and I will be honest, I don’t give a shit if you agree with me or not.  Today is also the opening weekend of the National Football League across the country. I know that there will be many tributes and military flyovers at all of the stadiums (Shout out to the Event Team at Bristol Motor Speedway – THAT WAS AWESOME) and it will be a very emotional day. What pisses me off to no end is that there will be some players who will not honor the country that they are living in and generating a check from by standing for the playing of the national anthem. I am not going to mention that cocksuckers name who plays for the 49’ers but if I owned the team or had anything to do with it, I would have fired his ass the first day. Better yet, bring his ass down to Ground Zero this afternoon and let him try to pull that shit with all of the NYFD, NYPD and Military who will be in attendance. To the media who publicizes it, shame on you! To the owners of the 49’ers, shame on you!  You mean to tell me you can’t pull his little ass behind closed doors and crawl up and down his ass? I sure as hell recall all my ass chewing’s for the past 46 years. It made an impact on me and made me a better person. Then again, I had good home training and learned respect and honor.

*I just re-read what I had written and first thought was that I sound just like Radio’s own Drake Hall on one of his world famous rants with Zeke Logan* I guess I am turning into one of those “get of my lawn” people but I am sorry. How can you not watch this and recall what happened 15 years ago today and not honor this country? Shame on anyone who does not stand during the playing of the national anthem. You show respect and honor whether you like or not.

CBT Out!! God Bless America and all those who lost their lives today! God Bless their families and friends, we will always remember them and honor their memory.


It’s been a wild couple of weeks

So happy new week! I know you have heard me bitch complain about the lack of college football that isn’t shown at my favorite UES haunts but it sure is a good time to be a Hog Fan! To my 3 NYC readers – the mascot of The University of Arkansas is a Razorback or hog. They beat the Horned Frogs of TCU (don’t ask, I don’t know either) in double OT. So we have had a lot going on these past 2 weeks; Mrs. Trumpet went back to school. Yep she is getting her masters at one of those fancy schmancy New York Schools. I say it is fancy is because they have a football team that is undefeated and tuition is higher than Georgia Pine. Put it this way, what did she do this past Saturday night? She studied!

As for me, I am going to have to stop going on vacations south of the border. Recall our Easter trip to Belize?  I get back from that trip and I find out I was traded from the UWS team to the Downtown team. Do you know how confusing the streets are in lower Manhattan? I finally get the hang of that and then head to Mexico for a week of R&R and care to guess what happens? You guessed it, they traded my ass to the East team. My business card now looks like a Bugs Bunny Baseball when he throws it around the world. I am still selling tickets on the double decker busses and yes this is a good thing. I like my team, my new territority and my commute is getting cut down to Nada. Downside is that I can’t bitch about being late because of a delayed 6 train but it’s all good. I am looking forward to this new gig. Trust me when I say that we both are excited and a tad nervous.

Anyway since my last post I have gotten some great feedback but sadly I will not follow up on this. You Mean to Tell Me That You Don’t Have Sweet Tea is not one of those blogs. Quite frankly, it pissed me off and looking back, should I have said/done it? Like I said, I didn’t care but there won’t be a follow up. Karma will always get you. I won’t go into great detail about what all went on Sunday Night. But it was Ian, the NYFD Pipes & Drums head boss, who said it best; “This service is never publicized as it is only by word of mouth” and I am honored to be invited each and every year. It was an emotional event and thank you to Mr. 3 First Names, Asian Fireman, and the Honorary Pipes & Drum band member A.S. for the invite. On to some pictures;

img_2222The Little Bastid was not happy being “Trumped” by Momma on the first day of school #seewhatIdidthereKLCMan

img_2240Waiting outside McSorley’s Ale House – it was packed to the gills so our field trip will have to happen another day.

img_2242The Band making their way down Greenwich Street

img_2245The Drums of the NYFD Pipes and Drums

img_2249Hey I recognize the second guy in this picture!

img_2256Backside of Trinity Church aka the 9/11 Church

img_2259Empire State lit up in Red – White – Blue for 9/11 – Taken from an Uber on the FDR

More posts this week, I promise