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The tavern used to be Mike Callahan's place, and it looked more or less like your average friendly neighborhoo bar . . . except for the patrons. There was the occasional alien, talking dog, and mythological creature or two, not to mention the usual assortment of humanity. And, of course, there were the time travelers, and you'd better be careful--they pay cash because it's harder than hell to make sure thier checks clear. There were always people who'd show up and want to bust up the place, so that somebody else would feel just as bad as THEY did. That's why Callahan's was the kind of place it was; a healing place, a place where people would listen to your problems and reach out to help, but never ask a nosy question; a place where anyone could step up, make a toast, and throw their glass into the fireplace. In short, the kind of place for everyone--a place to relax and just be yourself . . .
But all thing must pass---though most don't get vaporized in a nuclear blast like Callahan's bar. You see, there was this super-destructive alien Beast that came along looking to wipe out the human race. They had to nuke the bar to stop it, no doubt causing some raised eyebrows at covert government listening posts all over the world.
Now there's a new Callahan's named for Callahan's daughter, Mary, and run by Jake Stonebender and his lovely wife, Zoey Berkowitz. It is just as friendly as the old Callahan's, and for better or worse, just as unique, with an equally bizarre and loveable clientele.
Come one in and pull up a stool . . .
But all thing must pass---though most don't get vaporized in a nuclear blast like Callahan's bar. You see, there was this super-destructive alien Beast that came along looking to wipe out the human race. They had to nuke the bar to stop it, no doubt causing some raised eyebrows at covert government listening posts all over the world.
Now there's a new Callahan's named for Callahan's daughter, Mary, and run by Jake Stonebender and his lovely wife, Zoey Berkowitz. It is just as friendly as the old Callahan's, and for better or worse, just as unique, with an equally bizarre and loveable clientele.
Come one in and pull up a stool . . .
FROM THE PUBLISHER
It's more than twenty years since Spider Robinson revealed the existence of Callahan's bar, and the original bar is gone. Mike Callahan is gone, too, but not forgotten. His spirit lives on in the new bar, called Mary's Place, named for his daughter. On this particular morning, Jake Stonebender, proprietor of Mary's Place, wakes up and crawls out of bed, not realizing how big a mistake he's made. It's going to be one of those days. It's not that his lovely wife, Zoey Berkowitz, is nine and a half months pregnant. Maybe it's the early morning knock on the door and the incredibly ugly person who greets Jake and startles him so badly that he spills Zoey's urine sample - all over the misshapen mistake of nature standing in front of him. That's when he realizes that this is going to be a day of reckoning. After this inauspicious start, the day takes a turn for the worse when a huge storm rips the roof off the bar - and moments later drops another, better roof on it. Then the guy with the suitcase full of hundred-dollar bills arrives and starts making them into paper airplanes that he cheerfully launches toward the fireplace. That's when Mary Callahan and her husband, Mickey Finn, show up, unconscious, appearing literally out of nowhere. And they have bad news. They've come to warn the barfolk that a three-eyed, three-toed, three-everythinged purple monster - the nastiest, most vile servant of the Beast - is going to descend on them within mere hours. The fate of life on Earth will depend on the collective karma of the bar when they confront this all-powerful monster. Through laughter and tears, with puns powerful enough to melt Formica, the most famous bar in all of spacetime is going to rock this night...but will the Earth survive?
It's more than twenty years since Spider Robinson revealed the existence of Callahan's bar, and the original bar is gone. Mike Callahan is gone, too, but not forgotten. His spirit lives on in the new bar, called Mary's Place, named for his daughter. On this particular morning, Jake Stonebender, proprietor of Mary's Place, wakes up and crawls out of bed, not realizing how big a mistake he's made. It's going to be one of those days. It's not that his lovely wife, Zoey Berkowitz, is nine and a half months pregnant. Maybe it's the early morning knock on the door and the incredibly ugly person who greets Jake and startles him so badly that he spills Zoey's urine sample - all over the misshapen mistake of nature standing in front of him. That's when he realizes that this is going to be a day of reckoning. After this inauspicious start, the day takes a turn for the worse when a huge storm rips the roof off the bar - and moments later drops another, better roof on it. Then the guy with the suitcase full of hundred-dollar bills arrives and starts making them into paper airplanes that he cheerfully launches toward the fireplace. That's when Mary Callahan and her husband, Mickey Finn, show up, unconscious, appearing literally out of nowhere. And they have bad news. They've come to warn the barfolk that a three-eyed, three-toed, three-everythinged purple monster - the nastiest, most vile servant of the Beast - is going to descend on them within mere hours. The fate of life on Earth will depend on the collective karma of the bar when they confront this all-powerful monster. Through laughter and tears, with puns powerful enough to melt Formica, the most famous bar in all of spacetime is going to rock this night...but will the Earth survive?
