I got to Nico’s in Little Italy early (7:30 pm) last night. Karaoke begins at 9:30. There were few people in the bar and few people in the dinning room where karaoke takes place. But the lighting was down low (giving the place the feel of a cool club) and people were ordering food (I don’t eat because the food lays against the diaphragm which you need to project your voice) and the smells of hot wings, French fries and other bar food made my mouth water as I sat at the bar sipping on my beer and watching different college football games on the three televisions above the bar. One television was across from me. One was to my right and one was behind me. Nico’s has a horse shoe bar. Pitt lost to the University of Virginia, 24 to 19. My alma mater’s football team will be playing in the Toilet Bowl if they don’t turn things around soon.
(See the photo of the naked Pitt student? Playboy did a special on the women of the football conference that Pitt belongs to. The young woman is hot.)
I was worried that there would be a small crowd for karaoke. I shouldn’t have worried. Karaoke began at 9:30. By 10:00 the dinning room was full.
I had a warm reunion with Meredith, a young woman who is a graduate student in the music department at Carnegie Mellon University which is in my neighborhood of Oakland. I think she’s a violinist. She and all her friends from CMU got to hear me do Light My Fire, my signature song. I was in the pocket if I do say so myself. And I do. I do a pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation.
It was a good night of karaoke.
Hello hello hello, all my fans of erotic flash fiction who live all over the world! The blogging day has begun. It’s going to be a partly sunny day in The ‘Burgh, the high in the 50s. It’s around 9:30 in the morning and I’m going to post this, mess around the apartment for a while and then take a stroll into Little Italy. I haven’t changed the front page yet; I’ll do that later today. Check it out in case you haven’t checked in for a while.
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