So, there’s this phenomenon known as Karaoke. And tonight was my first first-hand experience with it. I got up on the little stage with a friend and butchered “The Joker” by The Steve Miller Band. I only knew the chorus, but I promised to sing whatever songs my friends wanted if they would just get up there and do it. The one who has been bugging us all to go out for a night of Karaoke for weeks didn’t even get up and sing!! The nerve!

A guy from school (also invited by said friend who wimped out) proved twice that you don’t need a great voice if you are willing to hop around, pose and leap dramatically off of the stage. It was hella funny stuff. Oh! And there are some serious people at these things who seem like they want to be on American Idol (but they are probably too old).

Another fun night out with the girls. I was even asked for some advice by a guy named “Jim” about why he can’t fall for someone as easily as he could when he was young… Is everyone jaded at his age? (33 yrs old this stranger said he was) After, himmin’-n-hawin’, I finally just said, “Yep. We get older, more closed, more fearful, and less trusting.” Strangely, he seemed satisfied to know he wasn’t the only one feeling this way, and that was that. All the while, my friends are feeling nervous or annoyed by a strange (not necessarily ugly) drunk man talking our ears off. I was just amused. And I have to wonder, how the hell do I always end up giving people advice? Ah well, I’m not really complaining (just rambling).

We should have sung “Don’t Worry, Be Happy,” for that is the message for the rest of Wednesday! That, and Be Good!