For someone who was going to karaoke as a spectator, I ended up singing a frightening array of tunes:

don’t it make your brown eyes blue (well, red more like)
knock on wood
it’s raining men
black velvet
+ duets on
you’re the one that i want
we’ve got tonight
paradise by the dashboard light

woo ha.

+ was on radio this week getting interviewed
+ got filmed for some video thing for work
+ photos of me and buddies on wall of gym from a show we went to

weird amount of spotlight. back to normality now, and shy retiring persona returns.