Come out, Virginia

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.

Then I texted Tracy, and she invited me to come hang out with her and Gina.

And the bar they were at had… karaoke!

So I’m sure you’re jealous of my awesome night of karaoke with Tracy and Gina. Aren’t you? Aren’t you?

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?