A microphone took my blues away.
Backstory
Karaoke night with my sister and friend again last night. Different location, better selection. So we killed it.I sang "Call & Answer" by Barenaked Ladies, finished my beer, sang "Santeria" by Sublime (which is a great karaoke song, I have discovered, because everyone sings it with you at the top of their lungs), started another beer and sang "Zombie" by the Cranberries, and finished off with "Smooth Criminal."
Night was going well until I gave my photography website to an older woman and middle aged man who both had great voices and told them to contact me if they want promo shots. The guy started going off about how he was an alien, but he wasn't gay - and he could prove it to me right now in the bathroom. Ew.
Other than that, great night. Much needed. And I woke up this morning feeling like I'm going to get out of here eventually.
by Wench in Six-Word Memoirs on Jan 10, 2013 | 
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Dean6805 says,
Awesome story. Thanks for sharing!Redx3 says,
Ah, there she is, the girl with the golden grin. Good to see you returning to yourself!accidentaltourist says,
Fantastic. Karaoke frees the soul in ways only one other thing I can think of does. ;)notjustagirlintheworld says,
you go gurl!canadafreeze says,
Boom de yada, boom de yada ... sounds like the fun night you needed:-) except for the alien stuff - ewww.TheUnknownComic says,
If you said that he said "Damn, you're so hot I wish I was an alien so I could probe you" your story would have been better.Wench says,
Also, my night.Wench says,
Instead I just went home thinking, "Wow, every guy who has ever been attracted to me is clinically insane."