On a couple of other sites, these beasts allegedly were made to replicate their predecessors at PJ Clarke that had aged over 100 years. It would be fair to say that they and had built a reputation for the restaurant as having some of the most tubular wizzers. The two that ended up at Deschutes supposedly came from a junk yard of some kind back east. I plan to do some more data mining on where these came from specifically...
On to the website for PJ Clarke's history page...
They quote one of their very frequent patrons from many decades ago regarding their restroom:
"Those Urinals!" He was once heard to joyfully exclaim. "You could stand Abe Beame in there and have room to spare."
-FRANCIS ALBERT SINATRA
http://www.pjclarkes.com/history/
Ok. So there we have it. I got excited about this pisser and my counterparts during my visit accused me to be breast-stroking a wee too far in the deep end for their tastes but guess what....
Frank Sinatra once pissed in this same urinal!!! HOW COOL IS THAT?
EVEN MORE - Frank Sinatra was JOYFUL when he "EXCLAIMED" about them. I don't know how to interpret that specifically, but I will go so far as to infer that he might have blogged on his twitter or facetubed a picture of the leak stations while standing in line for another Manhattan had iPhones been introduced in the 30's.
I promise not to analyze this matter further without figuring out who the hell Abe Beame is and why stuffing him in the porcelain gods could be so fun. Per Wikipedia:
Abraham David "Abe" Beame (March 20, 1906 – February 10, 2001) was mayor of New York City from 1974 to 1977.[1] As such, he presided over the city during the fiscal crisis of the mid-1970s, during which the city was almost forced to declare bankruptcy. He was a man of short stature, being only five feet, two inches tall.[2] While still a student at Baruch College, he co-founded an accounting firm, Beame & Greidinger. After graduation he also taught accounting from 1929 to 1946 at Richmond Hill High School, and eventually accounting and commercial law at Rutgers University during 1944 and 1945. He became city budget director from 1952 to 1961. He was aDemocrat and was elected to two terms as city comptroller in 1961 and 1969.
I wonder if Sinatra ever tried to piss in this same stall as Beame just to prove a point....
On a side note, I find it interesting that Beame was an accountant.
I guess that says a lot about Sinatra being that he was a man that suggested stuffing accountant-mayors into toilets. Its nice to see what you think of accountants Mr. Sinatra.
Whatever....time to move on to the hot and heavy review of these life changers:
RATINGS 1-10. 1 Being worse than a disgusting rest stop with no TP to 10 being the Pittock Mansion or the Waldorf Astoria. I have peed at neither but I can only imagine how much I would brag about doing so.
- SPLISH SPLASH: 9. No splashing, very clean with respect to this regard. I think that the metaphysics of the roundness of the circumference, length of space between Pee-er and back wall were primary causes of the non-reflecting drip drip.
- OLFACTORY PROPERTIES: 5. No evidence of heartfelt attempts to irradicate foul scents. VERY Average.
- CLIMATE CONTROL: 8. Low Humidity, room temperature and what appeared to be a very low barometric pressure. These factors combined led to minimal sweating and fresher-than-usual breathing air.
- COVERT FACTOR: 9. The cavernous urinal allowed for a sense of unmatched privacy delivered in a style unachievable by mere mortal toilets.
- APERTURE: 10. Very white. Very Clean. And the sheer size make this one of the most life-changing experiences ever. Off the charts.
- ATTENDENT: None.
- COST: $5 (one Pint).
Average Score - 8.2.
