My least favorite moment in life is when it’s time to end the night. I’ll use any excuse I can to grasp a few extra minutes. The bar’s still open! We’re not that tired! But look, you still have some drink left [pointing to the one or two drops remaining on the inside of the glass that only I can see]! Can’t we just stay for one more? Pleaaaseeeee? And those of you who know me know that one means three.
Well, kids, it’s time for my beloved blog to go home - sad, yes, but don’t despair! While I’m packing this digital display in for the evening, there are plenty more (and better) drinks to be had.
NYBarfly started on a barstool. Ok, that’s a lie. NYBarfly started on the wooden floor of a Chelsea apartment building with a magnum of wine and a pack of Parliament Lights. I had never written a word professionally, hated my marketing job, and though I always had English major dreams of being a writer, I didn’t know where to begin (and quite honestly didn’t think it was possible).
So why stop? Well, first, for the record I’m not going born-again and giving up the hooch (#never). After four years, hundreds of posts, um, ahem, many many many cocktails, it’s just the right time. I could write this site forever - it’s my tipsy little baby and has made me countless friends and landed me a career. But, while I still love a good magnum (or box, or sack made of animal skin) of wine, it’s time for new projects. Bigger ones. Barrel-aged cocktails big.
So, things are in the works, and even though I will truly, truly miss writing daily doses of drinking and debasement for you, ladies and gentlemen, I promise more exciting adventures are to come. Plus, you can stalk me via social media, see gratuitous, self-promotional list below.
And as a final note, as I shed a tear into my martini (salty!), I want to say thank you, from the bottom of my gin-soaked heart. To the friends who read the first posts via email before I slogged through HTML For Dummies (yes, true) to figure out the blogging thing, to the trusted, loyal confidants who helped me market the site when it got started and proofread it as I went (hi, mom!), to the readers who followed, and emailed, and got drinks with me and became real people in my life who I love and cherish, I raise my glass, filled with gratitude and awe, to you. When I hit publish on that first post all those years ago, who knew if anyone would even be game for another round….
Oh, and speaking of drinks? Who wants one (just one, really, I swear). Always feel free to email me: email@example.com, because blog or not, I’m always thirsty.
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P/S/S: I started a new blog. Booze won't be the focus, but surely be included (have you met me?). Scope it out: jamesmulcahy.tumblr.com