I am no longer a karaoke virgin. I passed on what I always swore would be my first song, Sweet Caroline, in favor on the David Lee Roth version of Just a Gigalo. I was second to last and Danielle finished the night off with a rousing rendition of Pulp's Common People. Maybe some Neil Diamond next week.

This isn't the first time I've written this and it won't be the last - lone star and whiskey hangovers are the worst. Bleh.