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This past Monday at the Liquid Kitty...
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...as I'm sure you all have read (or not, as the case may be), karaoke rocked. Sang a few tunes I'd done a million times before, got me some random dancers for my trouble and generally had a good time. Also, the LK celebrity-fest keeps on rolling with Kevin "Marshall" Weisman from TV's Alias. Caught him trying to pick up on Rebecca and kicked his fuckin' ass out the bar, damnit! Nobody touches my bitches!

Yeah, right. :)

Actually, I noticed it was him and forgot to ignore him 'cause he was actually talking to the aforementioned and so I said, "Hey! No shit!" and either, "How're you doing?" or "Good to meet you!" (I forget which), shook his hand, and let him leave. Ah well, sometimes even the experts fuck up.

In other news, Erin also rocked the house, as is her norm when behind the mic. Sadly, Melissa (no, not that one; a new one) could not be convinced to sing, despite having gotten her wasted before even getting to the bar.

Oh, and my dancing girls were kinda cute. Probably should've tried to fuck one, but I was preoccupied elsewhere. *shrug* Shit happens.


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