Scaryoke Night

Well, some things resonate with a person as time goes on, “Scaryoke Night” was one of those events. Not just because of the costumes, the songs or the alcohol, but because of the mood. It was kind of mellow for a Halloween Night.


I remember a lot, I remember because I drank slow and was afraid of what a mix of medication and alcohol could do to me. I didn’t grab the mike because I was still in some possession of my mind. I know I can’t sing.

Yeah, I walked in kind of early and shot pool, a doubles game with Dusty and Yaega Lee, I was teamed up with Daria. She was real happy about that. S.D. showed up looking like Beetlejuice on acid, and was just as wild. S.D. took off for another party but vowed to return (He did).


Pimp staggered in and was being pretty cool (he hadn’t started drinking yet).


Ruby and Shelly were in costume too, Ruby’s dress was definitely in keeping with Halloween but kinda on the sexy side. She roasted me over some things she saw in the blog but she served me anyway and was very kind.


Shelly was in an all white, skin tight baseball outfit with mini skirt. I strained my neck to getting a better look. If you saw the costume you would have tried to get all the looking in you could. They were in preKareoke shakedown mode.

Dino, showed up and was with Mickey and Alice (Friend of Gino’s) Alice was dressed as Laura Croft in camouflage utilities (sun glasses did work for her). Mickey was dressed like Johnny Cash. As the crowd filtered in I watched a couple I never saw before, some loud nasty blonde bimbette with big 1950’s hair was talking trash to Shelly and Ruby. A meeting of current and former bartenders at the mythical 1762 establishment had a powwow at the end of the bar.

The bartender conspiracy included Yaega Lee, Daria, Ruby, Shelly and Gin. I think big hair was mad that her man was giving Shelly second looks (third and fourth looks too). Most guys there were taking in the sights, pretty women showing off cleavage on whatever end was working, heaving breast or bouncing ass, I was glad to be in the number. Much was starting to happen as the crowd flowed in.

The Owner, Bossman walked in and was loving it, he was preaching about the Yankee future and his thoughts about who would be the new coach. As usual he shouted down and maligned anybody who wasn’t a Yankee fan and displayed that they didn’t know what the hell they were talking about. That was entertaining too. But better costumes and drama was yet to come.

Dino looked a little sad as he took his cane and started for the door, I asked, “where ya going, the party hasn’t started yet.” Dino said, “Gotta go, gotta baby sit tonight.”



My eyes opened wide, I put down my drink and said, “WHAT”. “You deaf, I’m gonna be looking after a bunch of kids this week….kinda like a NANNY now”. Dino continued, “A couple of friends of mine are going to Florida and I got their kids till they come back.”

I thought about this for 10 long seconds, I thought about what he said. This was indeed the beginning of the Halloween weekend. The events of Dino’s coming week could be the basis of a situation comedy, a police drama or live coverage on CNN. As Dino left I did utter a silent prayer begging God to keep Satan rolling on the deck laughing in gut wrenching pain, and to look after Dino. God looks after fools and drunkards. Dino should get double protection.

Talk about divine deviates, I couldn’t believe what walked in next. Pregnant Lily dressed like a Nun, (scary thing is she looked so like the real deal) and everybody knew she was pregnant. Bossman said words to the effect of, “she’s from where…Our Lady of the Drunken Hooker, a Nun of the Immaculate Deception”. The ‘Nun’ carried a cross and would later be seen holding a cross and scimitar (hooked knife) with her soda in between.

Pregnant Lilly’s buddy that night was a thoroughly gorgeous, young, tall blonde bombshell dressed a long tight black skirt, aqua and white stripped shirt with a red scarf. She is allegedly a manhater, Celina had all heads turning at one point or another during the evening. The evening was just starting. Mallory showed up and went through the painfully tedious setup with nearly no help. Bossman solicited help from some big dudes to help Mallory get the gear in.

Ka’cee showed up without Ka’tee and was having a good time. I wanted to get to where she was but didn’t stray to far from my seat since I was having a problem standing.


Shelly ran the show behind the bar with plenty of backup from Ruby and Gin. The show began and we started to get a number of singers. Everyone was mellow. Some woman was trying to pickup any man she could. The Met Fan hid from her like he was on the FBI most wanted list.

Then the show stopping act of the night arrived at the mike, Pregnant Lilly and Celina got with Mallory and conspired on their song. It was oxymoronic to say the least.


Pregnant Lilly gently rocked touching herself and Celina as the song started, then they belted out, “Like a Virgin, touched for the very first time, Like a Virrrrgin…”. I was laughing so hard it hurt. During the back part of this number the Pimp ran behind the bar, he was nearly castrated, Shelly was pissed.

Bossman scolded the Pimp, but being in a good mood, Bossman refrained from putting his foot in Pimp's ass. S.D. and Daria did a duet together, I forget the song, it was romantic and sweet. Again, I sat down holding my sides quietly wiping tears from my eyes in laughter. There were two trains, that is chain dances that went through the bar. The first one was really fun. The second one led by Pimp leading the dance backward because it was Celina who was in front of him.

Pimp was hitting on any woman he could with liquor on his breath and a limp (like Pimp actually had a chance). After the chain dance some more singing and more good fun, Pimp had to show out again shouting “do you want me to leave”. Shelly quickly answered affirmatively as she pointed his staggering ass toward the door.

Apparently somewhere in the shuffle Pimp pissed off Daria. Daria jerked pimp with one arm like he was a perp in cuffs, jerked him right into her chest and told him to get the fuck out after he tried to re-adjust the Met Fans back.

Then the night wound down, everybody was still mellow, Ka’cee left and Ka’tee showed up on the back end of the night. Then Cary showed up. There was a light cheer from the crowd.

After two stone soul duets, Mallory and Cary had the crowd begging for more, but it was the end of the night, Scaryoke was over, but the show did go on. The bar looked like it had been nuked. Bossman had left, some squaring away was done but not much. Folks were coming in and out of the ancient dive all night. When things seemed that they were getting quiet around 4 AM (yeah, I didn’t want to miss anything and I didn’t), things got stirred up again.

I remembered that everyone was bone tired. Shelly and Ruby were squaring away the place trying to run out the door. It was 4:04 AM, Jon and Cowboy E were still around, a few others then…the front door blasted open, a guy with a cape over his face stumbled to the bar and ordered a beer. Half startled we stared to the front of the bar, the Pimp said “well can I get a drink”. Shelly was obviously bent out of shape, and it made her look more sexy in that baseball costume. Pimp was ousted out.

Again at 4:26 AM Pimp, in the same sorry disguise came back in. Shelly went nuclear on Pimp’s drunken ass, Jon went into firefighting mode. It ended with Pimp again staggering to his automobile, getting into it and driving off. One of these days Halloween will be even scarier if Pimp doesn’t listen to the chorus of bartenders who have attempted to take his keys from him.
Otherwise it was a real good night.

Later.

Love.

RJ

Sultry Sunday: Return to Ecstasy

If Saturday was a terrible day, Sunday was totally wonderful. Though it started out slow with only a few of the regulars in attendance “R” (son of Father L) was in the house shooting pool.

Dorn the old 1st SGT was there and I bought a round for the four of us, Dorn, “R”, Yaega Lee and me.

After the Jets lost to the Giants the place started to fill up. It seemed that everybody came from everywhere. And the mood was really good , YL caught a little of that crowd toward the end of her shift.

Timmy showed up, then the Menhaters, Shelly showed up to take the night shift and then all kinds of regulars, semi-regulars and irregulars showed up. Every Jet fan in the immediate area was looking for some solace. The Met Fan was in chilling out too. “R”, Timmy and myself hijacked the jukebox and the place became live. It was as if everybody had energy, everybody was alive and the dive was jumpin.

I talked to Daria and let her know I wasn’t happy with ERL. Daria said “what….forget it, ERL was out of his fuckin mind”. She hugged me and went back to drinking. Candy, Zu, and Daria started to get loose and YL stayed on our side of the bar. SD showed up with his buddy’s not long after Limpin Pimp materialized inside the dive. Pimp contained himself like a caged animal in the smoking section while SD and his friends who are all still ‘on the job’ were socializing.

After SD left along with some of the old regulars the place got a little hotter as the younger crowd came in. Zu was dancing with everybody. Something in Zu’s life has changed. She shared much with me as she gently glided me from left to right (helping me nurse my ailement). Zu said she has got her life back again and she shows it. You can feel joy just standing next to her. I asked if anyone special was in her life. “Not yet, but good things are happenin” smiled Zu.

Then the women put on a 'dance' and lust show that got this place hopping. Amazing what old soul, classic rock and 70’s Pop will do for these women. Candy, Zu and Yaega Lee were dancing with the men of the old crew, me and YL, Candy and “R”, Timmy and Zu were movin and grooving. The youngsters were showing up because they know the night is theirs. Then it got downright hot.

The women started dancing with each other. (All the old crew, YL, Zu and Candy were dressed in black) Candy and YL got with each other and got to emoting through what I will call for the sake of this post, ‘dancing’.

I watched them get lost in each other as they moved most totally synchronistic. Eye to eye, chest to chest, hands wandering in unison, foot and hip motion calling all that is erotic…it was moving me from horny to mad.

All eyes were locked on them. Some poor nerd in a red striped shirt turned about 15 shades of blush as he sucked air through his gaping mouth.

The guys weren’t the only ones paying attention, young and old girls were giving the ‘what I could do with that’ stare as YL’ showed off a little crack as her pants started to slip.

Candy’s cleavage heaved with every breath as she and Yaega Lee touched and caressed to the sound of the beat…I needed another drink.

Zu’ danced with both Candy and YL to music that was at least as erotic but more provocative. Zu’ talked with her eyes as well as her body. Suggestive, sensuous and searing was her motion, I remember the dance…as Zu’ dropped to her knees in front of Candy and slowly elevated her head at Candy’s waist, Candy gave a super hot orgasmic gesture that sent me into fantasy. I was thinking things that could get me arrested in at least 30 states. I was glad I wasn’t the only one thinking that way, you could see it on every face in the dive.

When the music subsided the youngsters were at the front end of the bar and the old crew were at the back end of the bar. Zu’ got to the jukebox and found music that brought the groups together in a few sing-a-longs. Then as if on cue, Cary materialized like an apparition. He was coming from a gig in Westbury and he was sharp as usual. Candy and Cary got lost in conversation, recounting Kareoke memories. The Nerd trembled before Zu’ as he proposed marriage. (I can't belive no one told him, though everyone could see Zu's preferences)

The Pimp staggered out of the dive, he couldn’t get next to any woman in the place. (The Old Crew ran a lot if interference) Pimp was disillusioned, drunk and pissed. I hope he didn’t hurt anybody walking or driving. Timmy commented on what looked like a very erotic dance that Candy was doing for Cary. I really liked watching that too. Steam was coming from that super slick suit and it wasn’t from a dry cleaner.

Candy was trying to drag Zu’ out of the dive. Zu’ had to go to work in the morning and Candy had someplace to be. Candy’s mood turned from cool to cold when I saw her and Zu’ conversing semi privately. I had stayed out way past my bedtime and I really was starting to fade. I said my goodbye’s and hit the road, leaving the ladies locked in a semi heated conversation. What a hot night. Hope to see ya.

Love.

RJ