A Canadian gal in Stuttgart, Germany, who loves nothing better than crafting by the seat of her pants. See her snip, sew, knit, knot, glue, sculpt, splatter, spin, and of course, talk about herself.
the secret to a great karaoke expreience is realizing that it doesn't matter if you can sing, it doesn't matter who's watching, and it sure as heck don't matter if you know the goddamn song. an impromptu urge for beer last night turned into a big scavenger hunt getting people together, cuz although it was initially just me n my boy, i thought 'hey let's ask Jamie' which led to asking Carla, then Jasibe, then Coco and Chemo. so forever later we're hanging out outside the bar cuz it's packed to the tits and thre was just no breathing in there, let alone drinking. so where do we go? the hippest place ever...the ROTARY CLUB. this still kills me. anyway, turns out they've got karaoke. YAY!! too bad i don't recognize any of the songs in the book, except for the few ricky martin songs that i'm sure as hell not gonna sing, but after a few cawamas ignorance seems a petty reason not to get up there with the girls and sing 'La Vida es un Carnaval'
and what was even greater is that Cerillo has sung there before, and so the owner moseys over and asks if he's gonna sing a few, so he does. and i love hearing my boy sing :)
