Picture this, it was a dark and stormy night? well sort of. Tuesday night we went to Kimono?s in the Swan at Lotusphere. We arrived from a private party where I had already put down about 3-4 beers. Once at Kimono?s, I proceeded to drink at least 6 more drinks but graduated from beer to Captain and Coke. Jess had to present at 7AM on Wednesday so she retired early and I remained to sing Ice Ice Baby, The Humpty Dance, and Rappers Delight.
As the night went on, my singing skills degraded. Ice Ice Baby was delivered pretty well, Humpty Dance could have had some improvement and though people say it was the Karaoke monitor displaying the words too quickly, I was way off on Rappers Delight. The Captain was not good to me Tuesday night (he was kind Wednesday morning tho so no worries there) but this is NOT when I got cut off!! It should have been by the way I bobbed and weaved back to my room but when you?re not driving, who cares! 
Both Tuesday and Wednesday night, my parents were staying in our room to watch the Zo?ster. Wednesday, we went to Universal Islands of Adventure, rode the usual roller coasters and when we got back to the hotel around 11, we hit Kimonos again. With last nights debauchery, I swore off drinking and singing. That didn?t last long thanks to Grayhawk. No more then an hour at the bar and I had a rum and coke in my hand (with minimal arm twisting). 3 sips and I had my request in.
Prior to submitting my song, Jess had submitted Bring Me To Life by Evanesence. By far, THE BEST performance I have ever seen and I am not just saying that because she is my wife. I have never heard a karaoke crowd cheer as loud as they did for her. She had people catching her on the way out saying ?we want an encore?. I was supposed to follow up behind her (hmmmm?) and I had my introduction planned. This is where things turned around.
The karaoke host had said I was on deck after Jess but she forgot. Someone else went on before me but no biggie. I didn?t want to follow Jess?s performance anyway (If I did, however, I was going to say ?that was my wife and she blew me? away with the way she sang that song.?). I guess I have Peter from Omni Multimedia to thank me for introducing me to how not to pause when speaking. As a quick aside, when Jess and I had an internship together in 1999, there was this guy, Peter, who headed up the flight sim portion of marketing. He LOVED flight simulator games and one day at lunch, the team was talking about airplane graveyards. Peter chimed in with ?Oh, if I were in an airplane graveyard, I would go into one of the cock pits and whack off? one of the steering columns and bring it home and hook it up to my game”. Well, thanks to him, I had what I thought was a funny statement. Sorry if it is offensive, read my last post and move along.
So, with that quick tangent aside, I finally got up on stage. For those of you that haven?t seen my karaoke of Rappers Delight, I don?t need the screen and it is a 7-8 minute song that is non-stop. Ya, sometimes I get winded like I did Wednesday night, but the not looking at the screen tends to take the audiences mind off that. So, after being skipped, I got up on stage. The host tells me ?this song is a long song and if you need help, just look back to me and I will sing for ya.? I was polite, smiled and said, ?O.K. thanks?. So the song began and I looked out at the crowd with the occasional glance back to the screen. I did not want to be ?off? like the night before.
I was on target, every word spot on. I got to the last part with the return of Master ?G? and with 20 seconds to go in the song, she cut me off. NEVER did I think I would be cut off from a song at a karaoke bar, the ?bar?, yes? but we saw that that did not happen either! So, for those of you who did not get to hear the end, I believe I was cut off at:
??And your friend says ?Mama, he?s just being polite, he ain?t finished uh uh that?s bull!?
So your heart starts pumpin? and you think of a lie and you say that you already ate
And your friend says ?Man there?s plenty of food?, and he piles some more on your plate.
And while the sticky food?s steamin? your mind starts ah dreamin? of the moment its time to leave
And you look at your plate, and your chickens slowly rottin? into something that looks like cheese.
So you say that?s good, I?ve got to leave this place, I don?t care what these people think.
I?m just sittin? here makin? myself nauseous with this ugly food that stinks.
So you bust out the door while its still closed, still sick from the food you ate,
And you run to the store for quick relief from a bottle of kaopectate.
And you call your friend, 2 weeks later, to see how he has been?
And he says I understand about the food, baby Bubba but we?re still friends?
And to the host? 132.
Peace