[To the person out there who is obsessed with photos of Twisted Taco bartenders, THERE ARE NO PHOTOGRAPHS IN THIS POST. Move it along. -Ed.]

I stopped by Twisted Taco tonight for their two year anniversary party. Usually I avoid house promotions, because they generally suck. However, the folks at Twisted Taco threw a killer Cinco de Mayo party, so I decided to stop by this little soiree. Oh, and there were free drinks for an hour.

Soon after arriving, I determined that I knew exactly zero people in the place. Fortunately, there were plenty of televisions tuned to the Miami game, so I settled in to watch some football. About the time I was getting bored with watching Miami mosey into the end zone whenever they felt like it, Antonius showed up. I chilled with him for a while and then went out back to check out the mechanical bull.

This event was packed, however none of my friends were there and I was not in the mood to make any new ones. So I took advantage of the free booze and left fairly early.