Winston-oke.

After stuffing ourselves at a great Thai restaurant in Wallingford, Heather, Nathan, Auri and I decided to visit an Irish pub called Murphy's for post-dinner drinks. One thing grabbed our attention immediately upon entering: karaoke! And not just karaoke, but possibly the worst singer any of us had ever seen. His name was Winston, and man was he terrible! Winston got up and butchered song after song. Seeing the obvious pain on the faces of the patrons, I knew that I had to help out.

After a couple of bracing beers, I took the stage to "Come On Eileen". I was soon reminded of a common problem with karaoke, in that a lot of the song was out of my range. Still, I think I got through it pretty well. Auri agreed to a duet if we could find a suitable tune. After much searching we came across the winner: "We Are the World"! We took the stage as the introductory screen displayed the gasp-inducing time-of-song as "7:09". Uh oh. Fortunately as the music started, I was able to recall not only all of the words, but most of the specific performances from Lionel Richie, Michael Jackson, and, god help us, Cyndi Lauper. The ending of the song, however, including no less than 5 or 6 choruses! It got pretty ridiculous, but a large portion of the place was singing along, so it seemed to be a hit.

I finished up with a requested encore for "Electric Avenue" from a random person in the audience, by which time was voice was shot. I believe a good time was had by all.