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Last week, I delivered a brief tutorial on the fine art of blending in at The Yuppie Bar, and I hope that some of you used this newfound knowledge to go scam a few high-class hotties. However, if the mate you seek is more of the sports-centered type, have no fear. I’m back to give you all of the hints you need to at least look like you belong in a sports bar, when really, you’re just admiring the players’ uniforms. (Tip #1: Don’t outwardly acknowledge that …
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While most moms are all about the excitement of eating out at a unique or interesting restaurant, most dads don’t need cute and quaint. They want a good meal. If there’s something attention-grabbing (college basketball season, anyone) going on, they want to be able to watch it. If there’s not, a pool table, Mega Touch, or darts never hurt anyone.
If you need a place to watch the game or just enjoy the sports-bar feel, there’s A.J. Sports Grill at 29th and Rock. A.J.’s is a great multiple-man gathering place, …
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Wait a minute, Westsiders! Before you drive your jumbo-sized SUVs off a cliff after reading this post, you should know it’s the finale in a two-part “duel” between a passionate Westsider and an equally passionate Eastsider and the West Side had its moment of glory yesterday. But don’t leave the debate up to us – be sure to chime in with a comment about why YOUR side of town is superior.
When I moved to Wichita five years ago, I settled into an apartment on the Northeast side because it was …
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I love to go out. Football on the TV and wings and nachos on the menu? I’m there. Karaoke on tap? I’ll be the first to bust a move. General rowdiness and shenanigans? Count me in.
But here’s the catch: I don’t drink. Not at all; not on holidays, not for special occasions, not on a box, not with a fox, I don’t do it.
I won’t get into details, but thankfully it wasn’t anything tragic or anything that left me in the custody of Wichita’s finest. It was just time for me. …
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Hold on Eastsiders, before you get your Bradley Fair-purchased panties in a bunch about this post, you should know it’s the first in a two-part “duel” between a passionate Westsider and an equally passionate Eastsider. So while we encourage you to comment away about why YOUR side of town is superior, the East side will officially get its turn tomorrow.
I was born and raised on the West Side of Wichita and I’m damn proud of it. I know Eastsiders think Westsiders are all farmers and rednecks, but it …







