Tag: American Bar

BLOG: A Bit O’ Ye Olde Irishe Wisdome

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Tuesday afternoon. At the coffee stand late. I went out last night and stayed out later than I planned. Needed to catch up on sleep for a bit. Now I am planning a trip to the mall to pick up some things. So exciting, naa? Planning a trip the mall...Read More

BLOG: Watch This Bar

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Sunday morning. Late to the coffee stand. No one is here today except for me. Just me and all the traffic along the main road, as per usual. Last night I decided to go to the American Bar after Old Man Wiley saw me walking down the other side of...Read More

SCRIPT: Under Surveillance

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Disclaimer: This Story is a Work of Fiction, Except for the Parts that Aren’t. -- EXT: Daytime -- A busy street in Bangkok, Thailand. A short man with dark hair and a designer messenger bag strapped to his chest hops on a scooter and takes off across town. The scenery...Read More

BLOG: What’s My Name?

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Friday morning. At the coffee stand, happily watching the transformation of the space. The only other two people here today are the shop owner and her white boyfriend. They are sooooo cute together. I don't know if they're actually together, but if they're not, they definitely should be. The way...Read More

BLOG: Riddle Me This, Batman

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Tuesday morning. At the coffee stand, which is open again. I am sitting here processing the events of yesterday and last night. Yesterday I sat on the rooftop with my neighbor, who is from Chicago. Nothing interesting of note took place. We were just talking. He only said, “Everyone at...Read More

BLOG: Hot Beef Stew

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Sunday afternoon. I found an Irish Pub that does Bloody Mary’s, finally. I have a spot outside on the patio where I can sit and watch the street. Nothing interesting has happened so far. Mostly it’s just me sitting here giggling over the fact that I ordered the hot beef...Read More

BLOG: I Saw the Loch Ness Monster!

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Sunday morning. The coffee stand was closed, so I had to go to Cafe Amazon. Now I’m sitting on the fountain outside of my building watching the street instead. I spent the majority of the afternoon yesterday sitting at the Pot Shop with the Sardinian Guy. He ordered pizza for...Read More

BLOG: Hellafied Gangsta Lean

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Go shawty, it’s ya birthday. We gonna party like it’s ya birthday. And you know we don’t give a fuck cuz it’s ya birthday!!!! It is my birthday, and last night I received the most amazing gift from my Irish family: a tin of butter cookies. Yasss Queen! If you’ve...Read More

BLOG: Watch This Spot

Posted on by Betsey Horton
Friday morning. Halloween. That means I'm turning 37 tomorrow. Crazy. What am I doing for my birthday? Ummm... you mean besides sitting in my apartment alone watching House of Guinness? Nothing. Resisting the temptation to wander over to the landmine next door and see exactly what I stepped in? Maybe...Read More