My new philosophy is “there’s no thing worth doing if you can’t manage it sober.” So tonight, I pursued my philosophy. I went to a house party at Fort Mason and avoided all the free beer & liquor. I mean, I had a pretty horrible time, but so did all my friends who were drinking, which is why we left early. We did discover the house “fuck basement” which was definitely funny. We debated staging our own renegade party there…

So it was the first night that my friends were actually in my neighborhood. I’ve become accustomed to being the blind follower down in Haight & Mission. So after leading the group to Taco Bell/KFC, we ventured back to Silver Cloud, a karaoke place in Marina that everyone had wanted to check out but is never in my neighborhood to do so. It seemed like the perfect chance to try it out.

And that’s when the fun really started. Cerra broke out some Mr. Big, Miranda rocked out to “My Own Worst Enemy”, Andrew & Kira did a hilariously sincere “Total Eclipse of the Heart”, and Dustin did the most amusing “Semi-charmed Life.” My mouth hurt from laughing. We definitely targeted a specific era with our song choices. Andrew somehow talked me in to singing “I Will Always Love You” with him. It was soooo horrible. We both got totally in to it but neither of us hit a single note. (I was sure that all the times I sang along to my taped song from the radio back in elementary, I was able to hit some of those notes haha). And potentially, the highlight was Andrew singing “Gold Digger”. So fucking funny. Skinny white boy with a fro fumbling through it, while 2 large black guys, a man dressed as Austin Powers, and another man wearing a sparkly coat dance together in front of the stage. The 2 black dudes gave Andrew so much love after the song. They loved it. None of us had real cameras with us. This was the best I could do with the iPhone.

So much fun and my drink of the night was Sprite! But yes, I finally marked another item off my life to-do list. “#8 Solo karaoke” just got the strike through treatment. I did Harvey Danger’s “Flagpole Sitta” which is like my favorite song from 8th grade (that still has a home in my itunes). I was only 75% horrible, but I was having fun. I tried to really get in to it and rock out. It was so fucking cool. It’s sort of an unwritten rule that I mark life list items off sober, so this planned night of sobriety managed to work out as a beautiful opportunity. And honestly, if someone as tone deaf as myself can sing sober to a room full of 30+ friends & strangers, what need is there for alcohol in my life at all? :)