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We love when people come and eat and drink with us and we love it even more when they enjoy themselves. But if you've got a blog, enjoy our company and food and beer AND you want to write about us, we'll bro-hug like awkward friends. Cereally.

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She can't win based on the amount of votes allowed, her campaign is hemorrhaging funds and yet still she doesn't just stop. I'm seriously expecting her to, after Obama gets the nomination, come out of a closet (literally, not figuratively) all bloodied and limping for one last chance to get him, but Michelle Obama's going to see her first and shoot her over Barack's shoulder. Then the campaign will be over...Believe it or not, Quizzo content following.

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It's been a good couple of weeks for Philadelphia. The Flyers are doing great, the Phil's are on a roll, the Kimmel is out of debt, we're keeping The Gross Clinic in Philly, hell, we even voted OUT a guy under federal investigation. Now if I could just get a fucking win in Quizzo...

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While you were getting busy in your "Marriage Bed" at the compound or being bitter and shooting guns, we were having a blast with Quizzo. I mean, sure the pope gets to wear an awesome cap and gets carted around in a fancy bullet proof thing, but is seeing an ex-Nazi in a mu mu chit-chat at a stadium worth getting worked up over? My hungover blahg after the jump...

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In our first year of existence, we've been voted the trendiest by Fox News, the best nightlife spot by Yelp and even had a shout out to our bathrooms by City Paper and now Philly Weekly voted us in the top 50 bars in the city. We only got to 41 but shit, we've only been open for a year. I don't know about you, but that calls for a drink or 6. Cheers!

I am pretty sure Andy misremembered, but I didn't have a beer last night. I mean, ahem, ahaw, I just know that the product, subst..umm..beer, was not what I had. I drank water...and got shitfaced.

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Adding to our list of ever-growing accolades, praise and other forms of exaltation and glorification; we won the Philly Yelper's Award for Best of Nightlife. Thanks to all the Yelpers for your reviews and business and you are more than welcomed back for another Yelp Happy Hour, just as long as we get great reviews. Haha, just kidding...but really...I'm not.

This New Years you can celebrate in one of two ways. You can go to a bar that will charge an enormous cover, feed you well drinks and shrimp cocktails to make you forget you dropped $50 to get into a bar that is normally free, give you a glass of champagne at midnight and send you home to cry yourself to sleep, or, you can come to National Mechanics where there is no cover, our great everyday deals and all your friends. So ring in the New Year with us, your friends and no stupid cover. We'll be setting trends all night.

So our First Friday fest this month is a totally interactive exhibit featuring real alcohol consumption combined with music which, if you choose to realize the artist’s vision, will lead to dancing, sweating and maybe even more, depending on the level of crowd participation. So bring your dancing shoes and prepare to commit a faux pas.

After all of our hard work to avoid the pitfalls of Old City bars that cater to what Philadelphia Weekly so aptly called the, Fickle 500, by the employment of terrifying greyhounds on the walls, never playing Top 40 pop music, creepy bug cases by the bathrooms, indie rock dance parties, freak shows, side shows, independent film screenings and more, we have finally done it. We’ve been voted the trendiest bar in Philadelphia. Somehow, by doing the exact opposite of what the trendy places do, we, through some cosmic reverse osmosis, were bestowed the grand title of trendiness. So starting tomorrow, we are going to only serve $6 beers, we’re instituting a formal dress code and we’re throwing up a velvet rope to judge you before you come in. Just kidding. Come in and drink beer with us because we’re cool now.

So you’ve done the party thing, gone to Quizzo (which is still a pretty raging Wednesday night) drank your weekends into oblivion and spent Sunday afternoons curled into the fetal position, hugging the hangover out of yourself. Well, with a week that’s already quite filled, we’re covering Tuesday nights too.

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The Old City Sideshow returns once again to National Mechanics. Stop by this First Friday for another taste of the in-house sideshow that is OCSS. The show starts @ 9pm this Friday, September 7th, and will not be at a loss for sword swallowers, fire-breathers, and the carny likes. If you've had the chance to see it before, you know it's not to be missed. Get here early and grab a bite because the room fills quickly. There is no, zero, zilch cover for this event, so beat out the crowd, see you there!

The Solstice Screening Series at National Mechanics is the premier showcase for bringing short independent films (3 - 25 min.) to the public. Held on the first Thursday of every month, with the inaugural screening this Thursday, Sept. 6th, the environment is accessible and appreciative, allowing the talented people working in the field of film production to meet film lovers in an atmosphere that embraces variety, honesty and feedback. Freed from the competition of festivals, the headaches of distribution and the facelessness of internet broadcast, Solstice is the ideal series for bringing filmmakers face-to-face with film lovers

Saturday, September 8th, National Mechanics is once again proud to host FAUX PAS! The last time we had this event, the house was packed with models and dancy goodness. This time your friends, Jonny Balls, Dj Dave J, Oh-My-Todd and Diamond Girl bring the indie-danse-rock-electro-music-to get awesome to even more than last time. Plenty of surprises in store but we wont tell. See you Saturday. By the by, it is pronounced "fo pa" folks, although fox paws may make the menu if the term sticks.

From Bethlehem to Pyong Yang they came,
For the beer and the food and the pub quiz game.
Queries and quandaries and pieces of piss,
I think I just heard someone shout Don Imus.
I wish I brushed up on maps and la lengue de France,
Or even the scoop that nappies go in baby’s pants.
Not a single one knew of Dick Gere’s love for gymnastics,
At least nobody, last night, at National Mechanics.
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