I Never Know What to Put Here.

I had my first ever Swedish Oil Massage, which was a full body massage lathered in oil that took an hour. Very very weird, my favorite part was the contortionation of the various limbs at the very end and hearing your joints all crack with a loud *Pop*.

They have a Thai Massage on post, in fact they have a couple which isn't something you would think they have in a war zone, but they do. My calf didn't feel very good getting a massage, but after I got over the initial nervousness of the whole thing, I stopped giggling and started to enjoy myself.

And a couple of Tankers who sing Sweet Transvestite off of Rocky Horror Picture show is one of the funniest things I can say that I've seen while I've been here :) Karaoke night again, I've discovered that Karaoke is one of my favorite things to do here, and now I'm starting to find more songs within my range. What's Up by Four Non-Blondes is a hoot to sing, I was really getting into that. I think I'm going to sing it again and video tape it.

News alert, James Lileks is the best thing I've found on the Net since I discovered Red Vs Blue.

Sing Along Time

My internet stopped freaking out long enough for me to put a video up. It only took slightly over an hour or so, which is impressive considering usually it will stall long enough to register a download time of about 3 days.

So anyway, about four or so weeks ago (I don't remember, it was just a long time ago) I got to do Karaoke. Now, I don't hold a tune and I'm not much of a singer. I know that.

I just didn't realize exactly how bad of a singer I was. I mean, I knew I was bad, I just never knew how bad.

I also learned another thing. The PT uniform is very unflattering. Somebody mentioned that I should pull down my pants or something, I didn't realize that I had them pulled up above my belly button, or whatever. I look like a freakin' geek in highwaters. Well, now I'm making a conscious effort to keep my PT pants hugging my waist. Though with an elastic band around the top, they don't like to stay put around my hips. They like to ride up. Hence the High water effect. *Grr. . .*

So I put together a stupid little video of me singing excerpts of four different songs. I don't even remember what order I put them up in, but it includes Matchbox Twenty Disease, Three Doors Down When I'm Gone, No Doubt Don't Speak, and a duet to Kid Rock and Cheryl Crow Picture, which I sang with a guy named Mason. And, for kicks and giggles, I included an excerpt of the concert with Lit, including one of the highlights of my participation in the song My Own Worst Enemy where he gave me the microphone for a split second (I feel like a major dork in this video however, but I had fun and that's all that counts.)

So, without further ado, here is the Karaoke video.