That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for August 25, 2016

“How come I always have to be the designated driver?”

Any hour now, they’ll realize they’re in a library, not a bar.

If these tables were bigger there would be less crap on the floor.

I’ll have another, Dude!!!

I hate Karaoke Night at this bar- they throw things.

Yo, Barkeep! Beer me!

Barkeep wondering where the heck is that taxi.

What is that happy little thing in the lower right corner?

" Here’s to your soon-to-be ex-wife ! Bet ya didn’t know she was playin’ hanky panky with the bar owner ? "

“It’s closing time….”

An artificially enlarged version, of this cropped image, can be found at the only work, by this artist, so far, to appear in Mr. Melcher’s blog (yesterday). Its smaller, less cropped, parent image can be found here.A Toast to Victory is privately owned. It is shown, with a maybe-click-to-enlarge, framed image, in a past auction catalog page (Google translated, Lwd. is the German abbreviation for canvas).Cards strewn on the floor, along with his broken stein – obviously, someone didn’t want to share the toast. ;-) Perhaps Rubbing it In would be a better title. This calls it Two Workers Playing Cards.The artist currently has no Wikipedia page, and this is currently the only work there. All I found say he was born in 1836. Most say he died in 1899; but, the auction catalog page says he died in Lucerne, where it also says he was born, in 1908. I couldn’t independently confirm which is correct; even Wikipedia currently has 1899 in the text of one page, and 1908 in the page (the here link) for this painting.First work, by this artist, to appear here.

Tavern patron wondering whether he should try that St. Pauli girl, or whether she has the clap.

Happy thing in the bucket.

Ready for a fight. Both fists clenched.