Happy Hour. Storm of the Century in the Desert. Good Times.
Friday. Happy hour. Was planning to treat my Hot Tub Readers to dinner and drinks as a thank you for being my manuscript beta readers and helping me with my pitch. Totally ignored the NWS warning that beeped on my phone on my way downtown. Little did I know. . .
We took our drinks and hightailed it back inside the bar. Then the power went out.
Sadly, after serving us a chips and salsa platter free of charge and comping our drinks, they shut down the lounge.