So this weekend I had a new experience. I sang karaoke. And not just any karaoke: karaoke at the "Wild Rose," a bar on Capitol Hill with a specific clientle. Let's just say its not a frat boy bar.
I sang the classic Bruce Springsteen song "Born to Run." I think it fulfilled all of my rockstar fantasies, at least for a while. The crowd liked it; I had some help on the "Woo Hoo Hoo" at the end of the song.
I think I was channeling the Boss himself, much to the mortification of my dear wife. She enjoyed my performance, but her initial response was "Wow. I don't know what to say about that." It was equivocal.
It was an experience. On Saturday evening, we went to Tacoma and hung out with Andrew McNeely's brother Tim and his wife Renata (sp?). We talked about the necessity and place of poetry and played cribbage. It was a lot of fun.
I hope all of you had a good weekend. My favorite Super Bowl ad was the Fed-ex one with Burt Reynolds.
Posted by pjaussen at February 7, 2005 10:48 AMgood spell job cap'n
Posted by: andrew at February 7, 2005 11:55 AMHey Paul!! I check your blog sometimes but don't comment because I just like to sit back and read all the other comments, but I feel equipped to say that, yes indeed the fed ex with burt reynolds the best commercial of the super bowl-i concurr (sp?)
Posted by: meg at February 7, 2005 04:51 PMAnd the most pomo. A funny thing to think about is the way parody recreates the very thing it is ironically referencing, so that we are invariably laughing at ourselves. Hope you are doing well, meg. Glad to find someone who agrees with me.
Posted by: paul at February 7, 2005 05:49 PMWe laughed because it was funny, yet we laughed because it was true. Every commercial afterwards fit at least five of the descriptions. Especially the talking animal part.
Posted by: John at February 9, 2005 09:32 AMThe one I found most disturbing was the one with the libidinous baby. Speaking of talking.
Posted by: paul at February 10, 2005 02:50 PM