I'll sing Copacabana.

I've done that. At a karaoke soiree at a conference for work. I work with lawyers. It was okay, though, everyone was pretty hosed. The one other Angel fan and I had said to people that if they didn't pick a song, one would be selected for them from the Barry Manilow catalogue and someone had to show them that we meant it. It went fine. The disturbing thing about that night was that we were in this fairly grim cowboy bar, and we were next to a couple of tables of lovely young people. They started getting up, and one after another, they were all fantastic. I mean, really. It was quite intimidating for our group. So, later, I was up at the bar and chatting with one of the people from their group, and it turned out it was the university musical theatre group. Freaking ringers.

the hotel did inform me that the Buffista block was sold out.

Cool. So we must have met our quota, then. That's awesome.

I will not sing, as I have something of a pleasant voice when it's just me and the car stereo, but I turn into a kind of screaming, screeching loon when there's words on the screen, a track behind me, and a microphone in front of me.

So, later, I was up at the bar and chatting with one of the people from their group, and it turned out it was the university musical theatre group. Freaking ringers.

We used to do that in college. The karaoke bar hated us. We had some phenomenal voices. We did a hilarious one once with Milli Vanilli where two people got up and did the dance, while two other people sang in the background.

We used to do that in college. The karaoke bar hated us. We had some phenomenal voices. We did a hilarious one once with Milli Vanilli where two people got up and did the dance, while two other people sang in the background.

It was pretty bizarre. We're in this dingy barn of a place, just a few drunks occasionally doing Patsy Cline or Willie Nelson songs, a couple of tables of us, and the QMT students being awesome. It was a strange night, but fun.

Why do you ask?

I was considering taking the train to Philly Friday morning to visit my corporate office there. I work very closely with some of the folks out there and wsa interested in swinging out there to meet tham and thought maybe I could hitch a ride with you back to DC. But then I thought..."I'll be on vacation. Why would I want to pay money to travel to work?"

But then I thought..."I'll be on vacation. Why would I want to pay money to travel to work?"

This? Good question. But if you do find yourself in Philly, ride-hitching could conceivably occur.

But if you do find yourself in Philly, ride-hitching could conceivably occur.

Don't risk it, Empress. The place is just crawling with dangerous foreigners.

Don't risk it, Empress. The place is just crawling with dangerous foreigners.

It's the Liberty Bell. It calls to us. 'Mmmm, crack, get the good crack here', it says, because it thinks that's just hysterical. Which can't hold a candle to the Statue of Liberty's "Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, 'cause I'm-a bitch-slap every last one of 'em". Oh yeah, we got a real landmark laugh-riot here in Philadelphia. Moron.

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, 'cause I'm-a bitch-slap every last one of 'em".

Ohmigawd. I have to tag this. May I?

Internet special, huh? Linky? (as I am lazy with the nillying...)

To clarify: I was on the phone w/ reservation lady, begging her to check the block again. She says, "I can get you a $126 rate, but you can't cancel the room. You card would be charged some time between now and then. This is actually an Internet special..."

So I did it over the phone. I guess you can hunt around on the website or just call and ask. I don't know when the cutoff date for that rate is.

Oh, and hi amych!!! amyth and i are driving up Friday morning and there are two spots in Darla if you and/or calli want to come with. Darth has a play, unfortunately.

edit for quick-edit. damn, i've been gone a long time.