I friggin hate it. So, so much. My sister and brother in law love singing (they are actually both very good) and have a karaeoke machine set up with the TV upstairs. I stayed downstairs that night. I am really hoping alcohol improves the situation. I did agree to go but now I'm sort of regretting it a bit.
Actually, I've started assembling a mental list of karaoke appropriate songs. Top of the list: I Touch Myself. I feel like some Salt N Peppa may also be in order.
Karaoke list? I can only think of one family appropriate song. Imagine I'm wearing a thong and singing this in your ear with enough booze stink that my breath is a green come hither finger that steals your wallet.
Heading there next month, so I'll have to give it a try. And there's a good NY style deli in your neck of the woods (I think), Gia's on Preston Rd and 635. Huge sandwiches on rye baked on the premises. And the potato and mushroom knishes practically convert you to Judaism.
Speaking of sammiches <a class="postlink" href="http://www.porchettaco.com/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.porchettaco.com/</a> If any of you idiots live in, or near, or will even be going near, Toronto, it is simply obligatory that you go to this place. Related note, I made a porchetta roast the other day and today I peeled off the layer of fat and roasted it to get some proper crackling. It's pretty much the next best thing to eating pussy.
The worst thing about karaoke is when you get shrieking drunk groups all yelling into the mic at once. "Like a Prayer" and "I Will Survive" guaranteed every time. And that fucking song from Grease. JEEEEEESUS. May anybody who sings that die in an avalanche of dead, rotted cats.
....and if you want Donuts; I've never seen such a line around a donut place as I did here. <a class="postlink" href="http://www.roundrockdonuts.com/" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.roundrockdonuts.com/</a> Some Josh Abbott:
Okay, okay..I admit. I sang that Greased Lightning song a long ways back for karaoke with my best friend's girlfriend. It was her choice, there was a lot of drinking in our group. Sue me. Identity is on AMC right now. Awesome movie that people probably forgot about. Now back to the beer.
I decided to stay in and be lame. Losing my Ipod and the bitter cold has taken it out of me. ucking 200 bucks down the drain.
In addition to improving all of your breakfasts this morning, I'd now like to take this opportunity to improve the time you spend recovering from the cold. Instead of bothering with hot chocolate mix as a winter warmer, go out and get some proper chocolate. Me, I got myself some bags of chocolate chips (a mix of semi-sweet and milk chocolate) from the Bulk Barn. Get a sauce pan on low heat and throw the chips in; the amount you want depends on taste, but I measure 2 tablespoons each of dark and milk chocolate chips per serving (of course this measure depends on the spoon and the shape of the chip and etc). Warm up some milk in the microwave or in a second pot until it's warm/hot, but not boiling (as you don't want to add cold milk into hot liquid chocolate). Add just a little bit of milk initially, mix thoroughly, and geometrically dilute up to the full volume. Add Bailey's into the bottom of your mug, fill it with chocolate, and enjoy.
It's Diddy Bitch! I know some of you honkies won't be able to appreciate how hot this is, but this song might cause me to randomly grind on/dance with strangers on the street.