Karaoke

I have a shameful admission. I've just lost my karaoke cherry.

I've lived in Japan for nearly four years and escaped the painful embarrassment of singing in a karaoke room until tonight. MJ & Yoshi, who are completely undeniable, suggested it at the end of dinner and we said yes.

It turned out to be a lot more fun that I expected. My voice sucks after years of disuse and I couldn't remember the tune to Army of Me for the life of me, but so what? Enough beer and I made my way through MJ's karaoke classic pick--Killing Me Softly (Roberta Flack? Yikes! Worse yet, I remembered all the words...). Tod rapped Puff the Magic Dragon with lyrics so hysterical that our laughter drowned out his words. Yoshi sang Japanese pop and Seattle grunge with his usal elan. MJ is so cool she could sing anything and make it sound right.

So I'll be back to the karaoke room. Soon, I hope, and with plenty of beer.