girlfriday: at the mic

Friday I got up the nerve to sing Karaoke at the local dive.

It strengthens your resolve when the small crowd is cheering for Toby Keith's worst nightmare. It weakens your resolve when you realize most of the performers are regulars who could shame Etta James.

Oh well. If I wouldn't stand up and sing EmmyLou Harris' Two More Bottles of Wine, the terrorists win.
Score one for the good guys.