It was a bust.

I know I have been shirking my blogging duties for quite a while now, but I promised a recap of karaoke this time. But then the Kid goes and refuses to be open and we're stuck with nothing again. And that's even after JJ and I spent about 1.5 hours compiling a list of songs to sing. And I even remembered the list. And a notebook and pen for taking fieldnotes. And it appeared there would have been quite a crowd - from the number of folks who got a drink a Paul's Club (though apparently no Jeremy). So, Karaoke Kid, I'm gonna be a little bit mad at you for a while. I am sure I will get over it eventually. You are my favorite, it's true. But for now...well, I'm just gonna be mad. And sad.