No, not the sexy kind, you disgusting pervs.
All the talk of what's what, what was and what could be in EAV businesses got me to go fetch this fantastically awful promotional piece that was produced once upon a time (apparently funded by Guiness, Coors and Robert Mondavi). And while the game portion of this post would be determining when this was made based upon the businesses listed, it's also just something that can be made fun of. And fun is fun.
Clicking the page images will get you a mondo-giant version, by the way.
Clearly this is one hip place! Note the young African-American gentleman lurking in the corner smoking a cigarette (or does the Zone 6 gang call that a "blunt"?). He's apparently not here for the "shopping" like the fancy African-American lady, the "dining" like Opti1 or the "night life" like the trippin' epileptic white girl. Nor does he have an EAV oval perch. Perhaps he's our host?
Ah, with the map it all makes sense. The young African-American gentleman is hanging out at the Shell Station or maybe headed toward Buddy's. It's a public service message / warning that while EAV is an oasis of community and culture, watch out for the black guys who aren't obviously "shopping", "dining" or enjoying "night life", especially if you find yourself needing gas.
We see that Opti1 is doing his "dining" at the teeth-pulling clinic, the trippin' white girl has wandered out of the EARL and is lost out behind the Best Buy and the fancy African-American "shopping" lady has parked out back of SunTrust and is trying to find a way to get over to Flat Shoals without walking around the building. Her spirits are still up, though.
In the unfortunately-torn part of the page we see that another fancy African-American lady is also here, apparently shopping (OK, that characterization totally makes sense) and there's a pondering fellow with glasses down on Portland. Obviously that's The Lord Of The Jungle.
Also note we recognize the existence of buildings that house businesses and organizations we'd rather not mention. Rubber Man Tires? Sure. Martha Brown? You go to hell and die!
OK, the heart of the question and our Golden Box of Clues. Date this list. Try not to choke on something and kill yourself laughing at No. 16 under Bars & Performance Venues.
Ah, marketing.
Anyhoo - enjoy.
