Don't get me wrong, I like Summers.
I wouldn't touch a ceiling tile even if it was burning like the eternal flame at Arlington Cemetary because it was drenched with sludge culled from the BP spill that Mean Joe Green bought at a discount because he thought it would make a good World Cup special and that flaming tile fell one me, but that is part of the unfashionable charm of Summers.
But it could be so much better.
Now I don't want to get off on another rant here, but Summers should learn a thing or two from Iota Clube & Cafe. Iota is one-tenth the size of Summers and you can't even smoke inside anymore, and yet it is ten times busier than Summers. Believe me, I like my peace and quiet and I am anti-social as all get out, but it would be nice to see another human being in the Redrum on Molson Canadian Night.
And no, Mya doesn't count as another human being.