I often walk through the Hearst Tower because I tend to have to piss a lot when I drink. Today was no different. I was on my way to Phil's for some beers when I exited the Heart Tower. I took this pic and headed on my merry fucking way. By the way, is Phil's the only bar in town that forces their bartenders to stand out on the street like prostitutes?

The below picture comes to you via 7th Street as I head into Uptown after checking on my storage unit off Monroe. Not that I have anything valuable in my storage unit...nope, not I. Just my 16ft pet Python (and I'm not referring to my dick this time).

As promised, a picture of the Duke Energy Tower lighting itself up to honor Chiquita and its' decision to relocate its' headquarters to Uptown Charlotte.

Here are your pics of the day. I decided to once again eat at the Midnight Diner. While I was getting out of the Pinto, I took a photo of where the Ascot Inn use to stand. Very sad day when there was no longer a motel connected to the Uptown strip club. I didn't set foot on the hallowed ground out of respect...and because I didn't want to catch any still lingering STD's. 

This is how I start my days....and end them.