Some of the pictures from Dave's infamous Christmas gift made an appearance yesterday. Today, after a few more of the boys granted permission for their pictures to be posted here, I bring you a few more.
January: Joe, looking sharp with all his classy accessories, including the Rolex.
May: Danny, looking all hot and sweaty on a trail run.
August: Fyler. This might be the month where the calendar started to go downhill.
November: Frank. Everyone utters a collective "Whoa, Frank!" when they flip to this page. He's our resident tech expert/website host/Guinness drinker.
There's obviously a few more pictures in the calendar. And they're certainly not more outrageous than these, but the boys haven't given permission for them to be posted online. If they do, I'll post them.
So, we're thinking of doing something like this every year now. Danny suggested a fundraising calendar. What do you think? Would you buy one? Would you prefer that the ladies be included? Let us know!
We love Elf Yourself so much we had to do it again- especially when we saw the new surfing elves video they added this year! It's perfect for the Sandbar!
We hope you're all enjoying the holiday season and spending time with your loved ones. But when you get tired of them, or if you're tired of hanging around the house, remember that we'll be open at 8 p.m. Christmas night. Bring your family out, or come out and meet your friends!
Is more funny videos of Dave dancing around the bar dressed as Elvis Santa.
There was much dancing at Sunday's staff Christmas party. Fortunately a lot of it was caught on video. Unfortunately, some of the video was either too dark to be able to see or the subjects of the video really don't want their antics on the internet. Dave, however, doesn't care- so enjoy:
I particularly love the moment when Tyler dances his way into the video as if on cue.
Some of the other hilarious dance moments of the night:
Andrew, Tyler, Fyler and Dave singing and dancing behind the bar
Andrew and Dave doing their best Soulja Boy imitation on the bench
Fyler, Tyler and Andrew dancing to "Jump On It" behind the bar
Ken's rendition of "Old El Paso" that only comes out late, late at night
Of course, the ladies dance too. But somehow the boys dancing is funnier.
We're mostly recovered from the long Halloween weekend- our party bus extravaganza, the pre-party on Saturday and the actual holiday Sunday.
We recapped our Rocky Horror festivities already, and you can find pictures on our Facebook page and Flickr. Unfortunately, your reporter on all things Sandbar was tired on Saturday, so I didn't take very many pictures of the Halloween party.
Dave, as usual, came up with a fantastic and unique idea: a rodeo clown. Complete with a cut-off pair of size 62 jeans, rainbow suspenders and face paint. Andrew was a nerd; John was a Top Gun character. Almost everyone in the bar was in costume, too. We had cheerleaders, baseball players, Lucille Ball, Dora the Explorer, Fred Flintstone and a viking woman. Princess Leia and Obi-Wan-Kenobi even made an appearance. As usual, we forgot to do any sort of costume contest. As usual, no one noticed.
Halloween night, sadly, was slow. We had some repeat customers from the night before, and even some folks who wore three different costumes, three nights in a row. Bartender Fyler was a shark! Apparently his mom made a shark costume for him long before he ever worked at the Sandbar; it must be fate.
Best costume of the weekend, from my perspective: Tom and Kara as Angry Birds, even though they didn't actually stop by the Sandbar. But they made the costumes themselves, and at the last minute on Saturday.
For those of you unfamiliar with Angry Birds, it's an apparently highly-addictive game you can play on a smartphone.
We'd love to see your Halloween pictures. E-mail them to us at firstname.lastname@example.org, or upload them to our Facebook page.
The Sandbar ghost seems to be making frequent appearances lately. Here's an excerpt from our "door diary" about the ghost's recent contact.
It was a sweltering hot Monday night at the Sandbar in the middle of July. It was closing time and the two employees, Tyler and Fyler, thought they were all alone. At 2:07 a.m., Fyler's phone rang and logged a conversation lasting six seconds.
Confused, Fyler asked Tyler "Why are you calling me?"
Tyler looked at his phone and realized it had made no such call.
Have you ever felt like you weren't alone in the Sandbar at closing time?