Tracking the High Life, in All Its Sloppy Glory
By Peter Carlson
Washington Post Staff Writer
Tuesday, May 6, 2003

EXCERPT:
One of my favorite features is "Sordid Tales of a Bartender in Heat," a column in which Edwin Decker, a San Diego bartender with a wild wit, recalls the highs and lows of his career in mixology. The lows include some hair-raising bar fights:

"I've been attacked with an aluminum bat at Poppy's Sports Bar, a Phillips screwdriver at Tony's, a radio antenna at Winston's, a tire iron at the Moonglow, a .38 Special at The Bacchanal, a bowling ball (yes) at Buffalo Joe's, a two-by-four at the Night Owl, a splintered pool cue at Stingers and a steel dart at Chris's Etc. Lounge."