The counting for this statistic is a little weird. I have kept a running total of the number of pub visitors since I opened the doors. The girls took over as soon they got here and so the tabulation has been a running thing. So when Tequila my lovely bride came up to me and told me we were getting close to 100,000 patrons have crossed the threshold the pub I was a little excited.
I never wanted a big thing really. Just a place where I can serve my theology to those who enjoy it. I never imagined that things would go this well. Things also got a little weird at times but we pulled through. Pub War and all the conflict with the self righteous and freedom loathing individuals aside it has been a good ride with people doing what they want, being free to be themselves and drinking a lot of theology. Throw in the philosophy baristas from time to time and the place has been great.
I guess it was no surprise that when the 100,000th patron did walk through the door, she was definitely using the clothing optional part of the pub’s atmosphere. She was naked, draped in a fur stole and wearing black stockings and golden high heals and that was it. Her name was Corinne and she was a model that I had seen before upstairs in the Champagne’s art studio. She smiled brightly as we made our announcement to her that she was the 100,000th patron and she was overjoyed. I told her the prize was free theology at the place for the rest of her life and gave her a card to that effect. I then gave her the best seat in the house .
Pint came up to her and barked his congratulations and she laughed and then rubbed his ears. Love at first sight after that. She beamed at everyone suddenly being the center of attention. She was gracious as she answered the reporter from the local paper’s questions. The paper’s report was male so he was constantly wiping sweat from his brow as he asked questions and took photos trying to get a family friendly angle. Corinne for her part looked as cool as the other side of the pillow and smiled warmly and answered smartly.
I asked her flat out if she would be the pub’s unofficial good will ambassador and she accepted so you may see more of her. In the end though the reporter left to meet his deadline and she had a few rounds on the house and then headed back upstairs to get back work. Worked out well for the art studio too as they received more students from the pub.
As your bartender of the theology of All Things Rabyd I, the Rabyd Theologian, wish you well and thank you for drinking your responsibly and making this blog a fun place to be. 100,000 patrons and growing. You are what make this work.
So as always:
Welcome to All Things Rabyd, your friendly neighborhood ‘clothing optional’ theology pub. I, the Rabyd Theologian and your bartender, thank you for stopping by. Please drink your theology responsibly or have a designated driver to get you home. Please tip your waitress and they might give you a kiss on the cheek. Just remember life is short so enjoy it. Blessings and Cheers!