It's official: only three more shifts at the venerable Hotel Congress. It's a bittersweet ending to a hellavua ride these last four years. I would like to think that drinking in Tucson has in some way benefited from our efforts here. After winning a handful of cool awards and getting downtown's incorrigably hip drunk for the last part of a decade, it's time for this show to hit the road. Where I end up is uncertain now, but know this: there will be drinking.
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