Looking for something to do tonight after the big Pillow Fight? Come on down to the Ice Cream Anti-Social at Glen Park Station Bar, were the “dateless” will be eating ice cream, drinking beer and bitching about their screwed up love life.
According to traditional Catholic lore, the feast of Saint Valentine has traditionally been celebrated on February 14 in honor of a 3rd-century martyr whose head was cut off with a chainsaw (or something like that). Feb. 14 is also known for the bloody St. Valentine’s Day massacre in Chicago, the bombing of Dresden in WWII, and the death of Dolly the first cloned sheep. Yet somehow Halmark sank its hooks into this date and compounded the indignity with perhaps the worst fabricated holiday on the calendar. Not only does modern Valentine’s day encourage deforestation and diabetes, it leaves single people around the world in an undeserved state of guilt and scorn. It’s no wonder that bars turn a brisk business on this date.
Well, we’ve never been ones to encourage the exploitation of human misery, so instead we’re offering an opportunity to gather with like-minded social outcasts and misanthropes for the first (and possibly last) Ice Cream Anti-Social. Instead of having a ‘date’ with that pint of HÃ¤agen-Dazs alone at home, bring it to a bar and bitch about your latest drama-filled breakup, that jerk at the gym who won’t leave you alone, the lack of love at the DMV, and other cheerful topics. Wear lots of pink and red to show the world that irony is far from dead. Mingle with people who share a similar loathing for ‘mingling’. We’ll put the VD in your BVDs and a hangover on your social calendar.