I’m writing this using a pencil on a lined pad sitting at the bar in Hemingway’s in Oakland in Pittsburgh. I’ll punch it in to The Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette when I get home. The special at Hemingway’s is Blue Moon. Lynn is behind the bar and some bald guy is broadcasting a talk sports radio show from the tables in the back. He’s from Fox Sports Radio 970. Lynn says his name is Joe Bindell.
Outside it’s a gray, rainy October day in Oakland. I have a long association with Oakland. I’ve lived here over 17 years and I use to hang out here over 15 years before that. I’ve written more than forty short stories. I’d estimate that half of them take place in Oakland against the backdrop of the college bar scene: Zelda’s, The Wooden Keg, Hemingway’s, Peter’s Pub, The Sanctuary, Calico’s, The Electric Banana, The Decade and The Attic. Some of these bars are no longer around and others I no longer remember…
I’m home now posting this. On my voice mail was a call from the H & R of a local university that I submitted a job application with a resume to. Is the tide beginning to turn?
Hail to Pitt!