It’s not so late, and I’m not so sober. (But I’m not drunk, either.)
I’m sitting at 53 Ann, a bar on Ann Street in lower Manhattan.
We’re doing karaoke, and havin’ a blast!
Anyone out there wanna suggest a song for me to sing?
Silly
I went on one karaoke date, right before I met my husband. It’s a long story that involves a guy who I used to babysit singing to me “Unbreak My Heart,” “Hotel California,” and (for a change of pace) “In the Ghetto.”
I have never been so horrified in my life.
So the moral of the story is, don’t sing any of those, or your date will dump you next week and marry the guy she meets over the weekend.