It's the last day of work before the holiday weekend. Everyone's feeling really loose and relaxed. Cool.

Last night, Kat and Lizzy and I (friend & her daughter) met some folks from her AOL online group for karaoke at a nearby dive bar. For some reason, I was all wound up, and probably drove everyone nuts all night.

Lizzy and I kept going on laughing jags...we weren't drunk...just feeling silly. The fact that there were several folks in the bar who were really drunk didn't help. They provide much entertainment and fodder for our idiocy.

Karaoke is a whole lot of fun for me. I don't pretend to sing well--simply to be able to generally follow a melody and articulate the words. Some nights I do pretty well, some nights I'm just hopeless. Last night was okay. Especially considering how most of the other singers were doing. Given the fact that I was told all my younger days that I couldn't carry a tune in a bucket, there's a lot of pleasure in showing that I can. It's freeing.

Lizzy and I were playing with Kat's digital camera. By the time the evening was over, she had taken about 5 photos of her own cleavage, many of all the junk on the table, and a couple of me. I took a couple of her, and then went all around the table capturing everyone's feet in digital glory. I had some vague idea of creating a collage of footwear and then posting it as a contest on the group website: "Can you identify this member by their feet?" Well, it seemed cleverer with a pitcher of beer inside me.

So, now I'm at work and hoping we get to leave early, because I'm really tired. It was worth it, but a nap would be very nice, now, thank you very much.