Welcome to Gaia! ::

The Mad Hatter, had been sober enough to put on his clothes, the previous evening had been one worth forgetting, and so he had, in a sea of sickness and lack of conciousness, curled around the privy with his arms hugging it like a lost lover. This evening was no different, no leasons learned...and downstairs he went, along the length of steps to the left of the main entry door. He could feel eyes on him from the other patrons, who he paid no attention, to the bar went the same routine, where he found his usual open seat. Spilling himself into the chair, he lift his gaze from beneath his over sized Top Hat and waved the barkeep down, "--Long Island Iced Tea." and while they didn't quite have these fanicful drinks back in the day, this was an unusual Tavern, that catered to the needs of the many. If someone wanted a puree'd human brain in a glass, well then they'd get it!