Got back from the beach and headed out… wearing my fucking kilt! Hit my favorite strip club, had a drink or two, and then decided it was a little weird waiting for a lapdance in a kilt.
And the bar they were at had… karaoke!
I sang “Expressway To Your Heart” (by the Blues Brothers), and, later, horribly yowled my way through “Only The Good Die Young” (by Billy Joel). But, hey, I was already wearing a kilt! How much more embarrassing could it have been?