G-Wiz Bar & Grill

Dive, dive, dive! No, i’m not piloting a submarine. I“m just describing the G-​Wiz. Located between a laundromat and a street full of meth labs, this cosmopolitan alehouse serves such sophisticated fare as Bud Light and Jim Beam. My dad used to get soused here every day after work (explains my salty, cynical outlook on life). Whoa, TMI. Anyhow, a couple times after i reached drinking age and moved out of the nest, i stopped in to try and bond with the old man. It wasn’t that fun. Mostly, because the jukebox was loaded with Seger, Seger and more Seger. I also don’t really partake in those bar-​top video gambling dealies. Other than that, there’s not much to do there. However, if you are in search of a thrice divorced cougar with more tattoos than teeth; the girl of your dreams might just be sitting on a dirty bar stool at the G-​Wiz.