Here you are, moping around the house because you left Rincon without a t-shirt! We understand, how is anyone going to believe that you came to Rincon Puerto Rico for a vacation if you didn’t bring home a t-shirt! No problem.

Casa Verde is selling (for a limited time) Hanes white t-shirts that were sold in Puerto Rico (K-Mart). So technically, this is a t-shirt from Puerto Rico! You’re stoked!

Now, since I am your friend, I’ll tell you that you could get this t-shirt much cheaper in your home town and your friendly local super store, we’re just testing out our new e-commerce solution for our blog.

Order Hanes T-Shirt

Small @ $39.95 Medium @ $39.95 Large @ $39.95 X-Large @ $0.00 Qty:

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The new Rock Bottom/Casa Verde t-shirts are in, and all the cool kids are buying them. If you ain’t got one, get one.
But let’s clear something up right now. The staff shirts say “I work here.” They also have a super rad message printed on the inside, “Go (do a four letter word to) yourself,” so you can flip up the shirt and share this message of goodwill with others. Before you ask, no, you can’t buy a staff shirt. Do you work here? No? So no-staff-shirt-for-you! You can buy the civilian RBCV t-shirt. That shirt doesn’t say, “I work here” because you don’t. It also doesn’t have the flip up “Go (four-letter-word) youself,” but you still can. And you should buy one anyway because it’ll look better on you than your staff-T envy.

Yeah, that’s right, we got some good ink in National Geographic Adventure magazine. No diggity! We didn’t make the cover this time around, but soon enough…
In fact, the cover pictured isn’t the issue we are in (which is December 2009 – January 2010, by the way), but it’s the first one I found searching Google Images. Wait, maybe we are on that cover. I vaguely remember a trip to Africa and that guy in the red dress… and the photographer telling all of us to stand behind a big rock. Hmmmm… I guess we shouldn’t have had that tranqu-dart fight on the plane, and then another one at the hotel, and the one in the Jeep…
Anyway, thanks Nat Geo!

I’m outta here! Despite some passport complications, yours truly is gettin’ gone for a while. Passport, shmassport – Like Matthew Wilder said, “Ain’t nobody gonna breaka my stride. Ain’t nobody gonna hold me down. Oh no! I got to keep on movin’!”
There may be some guest bloggers in my absence, but for now, I’ll let the suspense kill you….

Rincon’s most famous bartender, our very own MIKE is putting together his application video for MTV’s Real World Rincon due to air next spring. What follows is a transcription of part of his interview with MTV casting director Hugh Jorgan…
HJ: Why should MTV choose you for Real World Rincon?
Mike: Cuz I’m sicker than most.
HJ: Do you think you could ad some juicy drama to this next season of The Real World? If so, how?
Mike: Yeah because I’m sicker than most. All the girls will be fighting to get in my boardies, so I won’t really have to do much – just let them fight over “the main ingredient.” Forget those other mongoloids.
HJ: Do you have any dark secrets from your past or family issues that might make for good drama?
Mike: Yeah. When I was born the doctor almost scared my mom to death because he told her I was “sicker than most.” Next time I saw the doctor I kicked his ass. Then, before I even left the nursery I knocked up the two hottest nurses there. I guess that doctor was right. I am sicker than most.
HJ: Do you have a recognizable catch phrase?
Mike: No.

I’m still trying to figure this one out. The other day I was in our store before business hours gathering supplies for another job. As I was walking out the door with my arms full, almost running late, a passerby tried to enter. All the lights were off, and I explained that we don’t open the store until 9 a.m. The person nodded in what seemed to be understanding but still tried to squeeze past me to enter. I re-explained the situation in greater, superfluous detail. The person looked at me like I just insulted his/her mother.
“We aren’t open until 9:00. I’m sorry.”
“So there’s no one in there right now?”
“No. The store doesn’t open until 9:00.” This was taken as an insult apparently. Then, I was given a most illogical and confusing plea.
“So I can’t go in there? I don’t even want to buy anything!”

Yup, you missed it. And we’ve been rockin’ so hard since then I haven’t had a spare second to write about the fantastic hardness of our rockin’.
The H8RZ (“haters” for all you non-hooked-on-phonics folks) Ball was so full of hate it almost felt like love. You know, the kind of love that comes with chugging stiff vodka punch a.k.a. hater-ade all night. Pictured above are our professional haters. Wait, what’s that in your hand Leif? AH HAH!!! Caught you red handed – AGAIN! Don’t worry, we’ll add it to your tab.
The bar was decorated with oversized candy hearts with such loving, I mean, hating phrases as, “Is it in yet?” “U R pretty in the dark,” and “Sure I’ll call you” written on them. The H8RZ Wall was also a big hit. It allowed jilted lovers to express their hate for all those stupid exes. The Professional H8RZ actually showed some love on the H8RZ Wall for DooDoo. Awww, isn’t that sweet? Don’t worry fellas – no haircut anytime soon. If I do, I’ll save you a few locks.

Everybody knows there ain’t no party like the west coast party cuz the west coast party don’t stop, but DJ GuyPod has not been spotted around campus for quite a while. Some loyal fans are really starting to miss that guy… pod. So where has he been? Is he okay? When’s he coming back? Is he coming back? What’s his favorite flavor ice cream? What’s the next outfit going to be like? The answers to those questions in no particular order are: soon, probably, think “glam,” if I told you I’d have to kill you, we hope so, and “anything with sprinkles.”
So there you have it folks. The straight dope straight from a guy who heard it from a guy who is friends with a girl whose roommate’s bff heard it straight from the horse’s mouth (and wikipedia).

Subwoofer that is. Yes, we know our chairs aren’t the most comfortable. No, we did not go buy you vibrating bar stools to ease the pain. That’s just our new subwoofer you feel jigglin’ your drawers. Ohhhhhh, the vibrrrrrrrations!!!