It’s a sunny, chilly day in Pittsburgh and later on today after I do some blogging I’ll walk to Bloomfield to see my peeps at Del’s Italian restaurant. Going to Del’s on a Saturday afternoon is the social highlight of my week. I don’t go there anymore for karaoke on Friday nights. Rick and Dianne, my peeps, will be there.
The first time I heard the term peeps used to describe friends was in a graduate class at the University of Pittsburgh a few years ago while I was working on my master’s degree in fiction writing. The instructor used it. She said to us grad students, “Look around you. Stay in touch with each other even after graduation because these are the people who will help you in life. These are your peeps.”
If you want to know how life and art intersect, go to the sidebar on the right and under More Short Short Stories click on the title “The Death of Karaoke.” It’s all about Del’s, karaoke and my peeps.
