This past Saturday, a very tired Liz and myself made it as far back home as Springfield, Illinois, checked into the TraveLodge and then went over to the Curve Inn for a couple or three beers.
Great crowd there having fun as usual, shooting darts, eating and drinking. Plus, playing some really good tunes on the jukebox like "Knock Three Times" and Freddie Fender's "Wasted Days and Wasted Nights." The second time we heard "Wasted Days" I commented that someone must really like the song. The bartender overheard me and said that the the unofficial song of the Curve.
It seems that they were out on a bar crawl a while back, and they would play the song every place the Curve Crew visited. It has since become a tradition of sorts. Seems loke a song that pretty well describes this great old Route 66 roadhouse.
As a matter of fact, they had another bus trip to St. Louis to the Anheiser-Busch Brewery and several other bars in between and they were about to come back. Folks looking at Facebook said they were getting rowdy.
We decided to leave just as the bus arrived, First guy into the bar had a red, white and blue speedo on and dirty old man's coat and nothing else.
We Beat the Hasty Retreat. --RoadDog
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