Molotov's Bar on the 500 block of Haight Street, July 25th, 2003, about 9:30 PM

X was going to Texas to go to law school so it was a send off party.
We started off in a place on the Lower Haight called Noc Noc.
The atmosphere of the place can best be described by clicking on the link aqbove where I took pen and paper and sketched the art work which decorated the place
Being a non drinker and most of the time severely economically disadvantaged I had one bottle of Clausthaler, my favorite non-alcoholic brew which was fine and we looked for a place to eat and moved on later to this place called Molotov's Cocktails.
Being the loner while the six others in the party sat and talked and ordered drinks I wandered about the place amusing myself by watching people shoot pool.
This fellow who was walking around with a broom and a shirt that said "IDIOT" accosts me and identifies himself as the owner and states that he has observed that I was not buying anything and wants me to leave the premises.
Well, OK, I was bored. As He escorts me to the door I stop to inform my friends of the situation who offer to buy me a brew and the owner says no which means that he is not interested in the money so much as it gives him a reason to get me out of his place because I am weird.
So all six and me are soon leaving and the owner comes out side where as two customers approach I tell them not to go in to Molotov's Cocktails because the owner is an asshole. I punctuate the sentence by using my left hand to grab my crotch as I look at him.