Introduction

My name is Jeff Adams and I am a mess. Quite a self proclaimed conclusion to ones existence, don't you think? Very flattering. But I'm just being modest. In reality, I'm a beer spilling, noise making, cover-dodging, benevolently offensive binge-drinker, who regularly provides the worst form of entertainment for everyone good and patient enough to consider him or herself my friend. If you've already become appalled at my pride in such an identity, then quit reading. Your stomach can't handle, nor can your brain comprehend, the disturbingly irrational posts that are to follow. You mine as well go back to watching Grey's Anatomy every Thursday night while wishing you had the nerve to immerse yourself in the absurdity that exists beyond the palace walls; think about me when you're ninety years old and can't claim to have ever awaken under your neighbor's hammock at four o'clock on a Tuesday afternoon next to a half empty bottle of Sailor Jerry's rum and a shirtless Italian girl. As for everyone else, take pride in your sense of adventure and lack of direction/morality; climb aboard this belligerent tirade as I captain a sinking ship through the shallow and murky waters of West Chester's least hygienic bars and most sophisticated restaurants, all the while chronicling the menus, specials, characters and sideshows that are to be discovered in the drunken twilight hours of this truly great, historically-rich college town...and for God's sake, never agree with anything I have to say.

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