Clancy Muldune's is the little dive bar that isn't. In other words, its exterior appearances do not fully represent the atmosphere that lies inside. The barroom itself, like many neighborhood bars, is more like a basement rec room than anything else. Short green carpet covers the floor, while the walls are covered in several layers of thick white paint. They have darts, pool tables, foosball, video gaming, and a jukebox. The televisions were tuned to Comedy Central when we first arrived, but were later changed to Cartoon Network for Adult Swim. Drinks on Sunday nights are nominally cheap, with $2 specials on domestic pints, a couple of shots, and in-house specialty drinks like the Aquateen and the Fryloc. A Jack's pizza ran us $5.50. The bartender, FU, played his own version of Name that Tune, with winners receiving free shots. I won a free shot myself by identifying the eels' "Novocaine for the Soul." The crowd on this particular night was mostly a meat market. In fact, the few females in the bar seemed to mostly be bored mates of the males, sitting alone staring off into space as the men played games and drank. Even so, even the most boorish of patrons were still pretty friendly and personable. The bathrooms, thankfully, were fairly well kept up and clean, which I am told is better than they once were. Overall, it's not such a bad little bar for some cheap drinks and cheaper entertainment.