This poetry stuff rarely pays. It’s certainly not going to send anybody to college. So, for awhile now, I bartend. (Until one of my million dollar ideas pays off. Yep.) The place I work at is pretty fantastic, it’s a tiki bar with 70+ rums to try. It’s a Polynesian outpost nestled blocks from the Milwaukee River. I always say it’s more Hawaiian than Hawaii. Anyhow, Molly Snyder dropped by to ask some questions about bartending, life, words, and where they stumble in to one another. If you’d like to read what I have to say, here y’go.