by Debbi | Aug 2, 2011 | Cool Stuff, Events, Random Holidays, Social Media
We love sharks, so naturally Shark Week is a lot of fun for us. Although, as others have said, "every week is Shark Week if you do it right," and we think we're doing it right.
We recently unveiled a brand-new photo cutout with a shark on it, so we thought we'd have a little contest.
Here's the deal:
- Take your picture with our shark cutout
- Tweet it to us (@thesandbar) or email it to us (sandbar@thesandbar.com)
- Next Sunday, we'll pick a random winner to get a Sandbar T-shirt
You can upload your picture to our Facebook page if you want- and we'd love for you to!- but entries that are only uploaded to Facebook won't count in the contest. Facebook has funky rules about contests and instead of trying to figure out their (very complex) rules, we're using methods that are easier for us. So, if you put it on our Facebook page, make sure you also email it to us.
So, tweet or email us a picture of your pretty face in our shark cutout, and you could win a T-shirt! In fact, we've already got one entry, and she didn't even know we were having a contest when she posted her picture. Thanks Barbara, and good luck!
*By submitting your picture to us, you give us permission to post it on our website, blog or other social media sites. If you don't want your picture on the internet, don't send it to us.
by Debbi | Aug 1, 2011 | Stories
In the spirit of Shark Week, we have a little story about our fish tank. Even though it doesn't have a shark in it anymore. Yes, we used to have a real shark in the bar.
Dave was planning to add more water to the 500 gallon fish tank in the front of the bar. He wheeled his 55 gallon trashcan full of saltwater across the floor of the bar as bartender Ken and our friend Brandon watched.
All of a sudden, the trashcan folded up as it moved along…and 55 gallons of saltwater poured all over the Sandbar floor.
Ken and Brandon jumped up on the benches so they wouldn't be swept away in the tide.
How exactly do you get 55 gallons of water out of a bar?
According to Dave, you grab a bunch of brooms and sweep it out the front door. And then you mop, and mop, and mop some more. Needless to say, the floor was clean.
by Debbi | Jul 29, 2011 | Cool Stuff, Events, Off the Wall, Random Holidays
We're really excited for Shark Week and our upcoming 22nd birthday block party that we've dubbed "Shark Fest 2011." So excited, in fact, that we created a brand-new photo opportunity for you!
Between art director Justin and managing partner Dave, they managed to put this thing together. And it looks awesome.
We'll have it out sometime this weekend to start Shark Week off with a bang. And of course it will be out for our block party on August 13!
by Debbi | Jul 28, 2011 | Around the World
Andrew Baker, our favorite sports reporter, can be seen on the local Channel 6 news talking about sports and participating in sports challenges. One night, we even caught him on the air wearing Sandbar shutter shades!
He also recently wore his Sandbar shirt at the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco and sent us this picture:
Where has your Sandbar shirt been lately? Send us a picture!
by Debbi | Jul 27, 2011 | Guest Blogs, Stories
After posting our recent story about ladies locking themselves in the bathroom, long-time regular customer Lisa posted a comment with her favorite Sandbar bathroom memory.
One of my favorite memories there is a bathroom one too! This really drunk girl kept pushing and pushing on the bathroom door and looked rather flustered when it wouldn't open. I pointed out that someone was probably in there and the door was locked. She swore up and down to me that there were stalls in the bathroom and more than one person could go in there and that the door must be stuck.
Finally the girl who had been inside opened the door and came out, and the drunk girl looked totally amazed that indeed there was only one toilet in the women's bathroom (I of course was dying inside from not laughing in her face at this point). She goes into the restroom to do her business and I start telling my friends, who are sitting at the tables by the bathroom, about her.
I reenact her pushing on the door, when to my surprise the door flies open to her sitting on the toilet. After she finished and came out she told me she couldn't lock the door because the lock didn't work. Forget that it had been locked previously, she clearly was also trying to use the wrong lock!
Love this.
