Back in my drinking days I would find myself in a bar watching my friends sing karaoke on a fairly regular basis. I was always adamant that I don't do karaoke, I'm one of those sing in private types who can't carry a tune in a bucket. That never seems to stop some people though, heckling bad karaoke is a good time! The people I really want to heckle are the assholes who take it seriously. Some girl who spent all four years of high school in show choir will always get up there and warble through Wind Beneath My Wings.
Anyway...Friday night I found myself at karaoke for the first time in years. Again, I insisted I would not be singing on stage. You know where this is headed, right? This place had a real stage too, not just a corner of a little 8 X 8 dance floor.
A friend of mine wanted me to sing Paradise By the Dashboard Lights with her. HAHAHA! Not only am I not singing, I'm sure as hell not singing a 10 minute song. I don't know what alien had invaded my body but I agreed to look through the list and pick a song to sing with her. The song had to be fun, short and I had to know all the lyrics. Thank goodness for 80's hair bands, those songs are very forgiving.
So, my first (and hopefully last) time singing karaoke was Poison's Talk Dirty to Me. I have to admit, I was totally sober and had so much fun doing it, I actually thanked my friend for convincing me to get up there. Don't worry, you'll never see me in front of Simon, Paula and Randy.
I told Dan the Trainer about it this morning, "OMG! I did something I've never done before this weekend!" I thought for sure his response would be "Anal?" but he said "Sex with a girl?" Since it's been so long since I've posted a Dan conversation, I'll give you another one. This was after doing legs this morning.
Dan: "I need you to do abs and then cardio"
Me: "I need you to do some things too but I don't see that happening"
Dan: "Oh, it'll happen..."
Me: "You're gonna wash my car?"
I did abs, then 45 minutes of cardio.
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