7/13 - Zeleznik's

Friday, the 13th. We survived!

Zeleznik's was a pretty neat place given that it's in the heart of the steel mills (well, what used to be the steel mills). Peggy, the owner who also lives above the bar, had her garden in the back yard. There was some pretty impressive lettuce growing in that garden and all night I wanted a salad.

They had us set up outside in the back where there were picnic tables all around. Other than the bugs, it was nice to play outside. Peggy had OFF! available, so that made the bugs more bearable. In my pre-OFF! state I almost swatted a bug on my face, but realized at the last minute that the swatting hand was holding maracas. That little story has a happy ending -
no self induced maraca bash on the head for me and no bug bite either.

We had our resident entertainer again. His name is still in question - Bug, Bud, Bub, Paul.
He answered to all those names, so I guess his name might still be in question for him as well.
His song was Little Black Egg, so we muddled through it with Bug, Bud, Bub, Paul "singing" lead vocals. You remember Little Black Egg", right? Anyway, it was the last song we did and then it got stuck in all our heads. Now it's stuck in your head too? Your welcome.