As my brother’s friend, Brandon Smith, delicately puts it, “the Kawalsky’s are notorious for moving from one bed to the next. They seem to just spend the entire day congregating in different beds.” Yesterday, I packed up three blankets, two pillows, Nala, Jared, and my latest read, The Septembers of Shiraz, and made myself a second bed next to Lady Bird Lake. A lazy day of lounging, reading, napping, and dog wrestling ensued.
Later that evening, I convinced a crowd of ten to join me for live band karaoke at the Cedar Door. This experience changed my entire perspective on karaoke. Now let’s make it quite clear that I have a karaoke obsession. I can never turn down karaoke and until last night I thought regular karaoke was “the bee’s knees.” Now I know better and for anyone too scared to sing normal karaoke, anyone (and I mean everyone) sounds halfway decent when backed up by a live band. For those of you who already sound good doing karaoke, then prepare yourself for 15 minutes of fame. I got so caught up in the band and smoke machine that during my rendition of Sublime’s Santeria, I brought back the shimmy to stage performance. Anyway, this happens every Thursday it seems, so if your interested head over there next week (2nd and Brazos).
Proving Brandon’s theory, I returned home and immediately got back into bed to watch Children of Men. I found this movie visually alluring but, unfortunately for Children of Men, I watched it the day after watching the Godfather.