"The Whispers In The Morning Of Lovers Sleeping Tight"

This morning I heard a great song. This song was made a million times better when my sister sang it in Hollies on karaoke night. Ah, the dim lights, the smell of alcohol and stale bottles in the air. That was a great night. Could have been greater if say Donna or Joyce were there. I have yet to see Donna's karaoke. I've only heard rumours of it. I wonder if it's even true. I know her friend Staci does a wonderful Madonna.

On Friday night I got picked up from my house. We turned onto Spadina. I looked up to see a teenage boy in his gitch dancing in his room, mic in hand, heart on his sleeve. We turned around the block to go have a second, closer look. He had his shirt on this time and his parents came to the window to stare at us as we watched their son put on a show. He was dancing and waving his arms in expression wildly. I imagined he was singing a classic like Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen.

I love watching it. One night my friend Bert and I stopped at the max and filled some brown grab bags full of candy, ran across the street to Whiskey Jacks and watched all night long. People are so totally awesome, and they only get better the worse they sound.

I think it's time for some karaoke. I'm feeling rather jealous of this boys free spirit. I think a party should be planned. I don't want to be the planner. I just want to show up. Fashionably late of course, with some liquor courage in my hand. Perhaps, with a slutty top on and my outrageous stiletto, navy blue, lace covered 80's boots.

Some of my favorite karaoke songs I've attempted....I Got You Babe with Mavis and Uncle Henry at a family reunion, Baby Got Back with MSR at a staff party, I Will Survive with Becky at Mom's birthday and Bust a Move dedicated to Carla for her 19Th birthday.


(Something dangerous happened today. Donna added me to her msn.)