Here I am in a bar callled "Hawaiian Don's" about 1 mile away from OSU waiting for the KJ to show up.

There are roughly 30 college students drinking a wide and varied assortment of drinks that serve no other purpose than to lessen inhibitions and relieve the stress of college life.

It is 9:39pm, the karaoke starts at 10:00pm, and I am tapping this out with one hand while I nurse a Shiner Bock wiith the other.

I am one shot of jaeger into the evening and dipping into the sordid conversations around me...

The crowd is about 40% men, 60% girls on cell phones.

I found this place by way of the very, very southern front desk attendant at the hotel I am staying at. I should have known I was in trouble right after I asked, "Do you know of a GOOD karaoke bar around here?" and the reply after the extended perplexed look (i am 6'4"...wearing a tye dye t-shirt and flip-flops) then the reply...."Well, there is this place over by OSU...."

I probably should have called it a night......but here I am.

I adriving the only car in the parking lot.....trucks being the only known form of transport in these here parts.....and I have yet to hear anything but country from the jukebox.....

I suppose I will have to bust out my Lonestar, Vince Gill and Garth Brooks....

Gonna throw in my rendition of Baby Got Back just to see what happens.....

6'4....
Tye dye....
Flip flops.....

Here comes the KJ....Should be a fun night.... :)

Cheers!