At one time, I hosted karaoke shows at our friend's bar and I was what some folks would call The KJ (like DJ only for karaoke). I love to sing, regardless of my skill, and I love seeing other people have a great time. After a while, I decided it was more fun in the … Continue reading I am Powerless to the Karaoke
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Why not open with a story about poop?
I thought long and hard about what I might talk about in my first post. There are so many things I’ll be exploring here that I felt the most perfect decision would be to share one of my most horrific memories. Of course, this might tell you enough about me. Let’s hope your constitution can … Continue reading Why not open with a story about poop?