No one knows if karaoke at Del’s on a Wednesday night will work. Del’s has had karaoke on Friday night for around 15 years. I’ll be here this Friday night. Karaoke is my key to a better social life. I meet women of all ages. For me, karaoke is performance art. I’m really good. No one believes I’m 65. I’m a freak. 65-year-old men are not supposed to have that powerful of a voice or sing that well and move that well.
I shaved my head and face and I have my black bandana in the inside pocket of my black leather jacket and I’ve been doing my breathing and stretching exercises during the week.
I’m writing this in my apartment Thursday morning. Karaoke last night at Del’s was a bust. No one showed up. I left around 11:30 PM and walked to Sonny’s Tavern which is closer to my apartment. Sonny’s Tavern was packed. No karaoke. Just a DJ playing music and running a contest of some kind. A young crowd. A young woman sitting at the bar next to me had a tattoo down her right arm. The young female bartender had tattoos on her arms and chest.
I had one beer and then walked the three blocks to my apartment.
- Stuffing Dollar Bills Down Haely’s Cleavage (pittsburghflashfictiongazette.com)