p>To borrow from the doxology, as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, here is a recurring joint to liven up our sleepy Monday nights with. At Six Rivers Brewery you can be the star at 8 p.m. when DJ Marv
rolls out the karaoke red carpet for all comers. Want to know my perfect karaoke bet? I throw money down for whoever can do a pitch-perfect rendition of The Lion Sleeps Tonight, including the high notes on the wimowehs. This is of course an impossible feat, as anyone drunk enough to do something so obnoxious is in no state to sing anywhere near pitch. And thus, my cash goes unclaimed, as the paradox of the bet prevents anyone from committing such a lewd public act. It's sad, really.