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September 21, 2003

Satan's Rainbow Connection

So on Friday me and Dave met up with a group of people in Marina del Rey to watch Underworld. I was a bit worried we'd be late for the movie, but we made it just in time, and fortunately, they saved some seats for us. The movie was good, but not great (as I mentioned before). Afterwards, there were mixed reviews for the movie. Most people, like me, expected more, and I had agreed that the vamps could have been a lot more badass than they were portrayed in the movie. A couple people had admitted to almost falling asleep at times. But all in all, it was good movie. I only knew a few people who were there, but the new people I was introduced to were really nice and friendly.

Later on, Sam had invited me and Dave to go sing karaoke with them. I had told Sam that Dave doesn't do karaoke, and that I've never sung in public before, other than that one time for my bachelorette party. But I thought it would be fun to watch, so we headed out there for a bit.

It was definitely a good time, and it was fun to watch everyone sing. We had a couple good singers among us. There was a really kick ass version 'Bring Me to Life' by Evanescence done, giving me that 'There's no way I'm singing after THAT' feeling. I knew that I couldn't get away without singing. I pored over the song list for a song that I could sing without sounding like Cameron Diaz in 'My Best Friend's Wedding'. I know, it's all for fun, but something about singing in public gets me really nervous. It's weird, because I used to act, and I had no problems with acting on stage, but get me singing up there and I break into a sweat and feel like crawling into a hole. It helped a bit that I had a drink in me, so I was pretty loose. We had also had the group singing "Three Little Birds" by Bob Marley, and it was a lot of fun, as well as "Do-Re-Mi". The Von Trapps had nothin' on us.

So finally, my song came up, and I did the only song I could think of, "I Will Survive", because I had already made a fool of myself singing it in front of a bar full of drunken people, it couldn't hurt to sing it in front of a small room semi-full of slightly buzzed people. So I got the mike in my sweaty clammy hands, and started shakily singing my song amid the hoots and hollering of encouragement. I'd like to say that midway through the song, I was hit with inspiration and got totally comfortable and wowed them with my vocal stylings, but no. I got through the song, gave back the mike, and hid in Dave's armpit. But they clapped, and I think they were entertained, which is the main thing, right?

Later on, "Respect" by Aretha Franklin came on, and no one had claimed the song, so we all just sang it, but then Sam handed me the mike to finish it off. We had actually done a routine to this song with I was acting with Motu Tsunami, so I already knew the lyrics, and I had already broken them in with my last song, so I just sang. It wasn't as bad as the first time. Yet the clammy hands remained.

I also had the joy of watching a duet of the "Rainbow Connection" done by what can only be described as the voices of Kermit and Satan. My life is now complete after hearing that. Too bad we didn't tape it, it would be a Billboard hit!

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Yesterday, we went over to Corona del Mar for Dave's cousin Cathy's birthday. It was pretty overcast until about 3pm, we were worried that we wouldn't be getting any sun. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to work on my ongoing California project, "Gonna Turn My White Legs Tan".

But the sun finally came out, and the day turned out warm. We played a couple good games of volleyball, and I'm pretty rusty with the game, but we had so much fun, and we all had some good laughs it didn't matter that we were all playing crappy. Afterwards we hit the water and Dave got to try out his new wetsuit. He caught a couple good waves, and I got some good pics. We also had a bonfire going and toasted marshmallows, which I haven't done in a LONG time. All in all, it was a great time. I don't think I can ever get sick of the beach. And I have a feeling that Dave would be OK if he just lived there. Which we were thinking of, checking out all of the beachfront property, which was SWEET. Can you imagine, waking up, going outside, and having the Pacific Ocean right there? So after we make our first couple million (yeah right), we'll be right out there. Don't worry, I'm not holding my breath.

Posted by Yano at September 21, 2003 12:42 PM

Comments

that's cali...b-u-t-ful...=)

ur not going to be able to leave!

Posted by: candace on September 21, 2003 09:57 PM

I would rather be tickled to death than sing in public. There is no way in hell you could ever get me drunk enough to do that!

Posted by: Noelle on September 22, 2003 09:33 AM

Ooh, I feel your pain! You couldn't pay me to sing in front of anybody. You did it though! Whoo-hoo Christine! Those are awesome pictures, are they from your digital camera?

Posted by: Erina on September 24, 2003 05:53 PM

Erina, the pics were taken with my Olympus, uh, C-750? Digital. Definitely digital. I'm never going back.

Posted by: Yano on September 24, 2003 06:36 PM


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