  Last night, my friend and I stumbled into what we thought to be a pretty lame excuse to drink on a Monday night.
The bar had a Tiki theme and was filled with suits, enough said...Alas, it was half-price Monday, and you cannot go wrong with $4 mango margaritas and $3 chips and guac...and then there was KARAOKE and the king of all Karaoke DJ's TOBY!
My friend is an advent Karaoke goer and is not shy about dancing all about the stage to the Copa Cobana and Dancing with myself and a quite interesting interpretation of Back in Black, (Bless him) I hadn't been up singing my heart out since I lived in Japan. I struggled with my first numbers, two dull choices by Fiona Apple and Heather Nova, I picked up the pace with my energetic ballad for girls who need to drink on a Monday night with Cyndi Lauper.
It wasn't until I stunned the crowd, well, a crowd for a Monday, with my surprise ocapella version of Mercedes Benz. I used to channel Janis every time I held the mike in Japan but it was different when the faces staring at you are smiling because they know the song, not because they have no frigging clue what you are saying! It was great fun. It was like they like me, they really like me! It kicked ass. Never underestimate the power of the tiki! 
