This site is dedicated to my fondness for fowl. Not in any way that requires years of therapy. It's not even my favorite meat. I just think it's neat. What can I say? I am easily amused.
Plus, it may have something to do with the fact that my first and middle names said together are a homonym of poultry (Paul Troy).

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Musically Challenged

I can’t sing,
I can’t dance,
The only thing about me is the way I walk blog

Yes, it's true. I can’t sing and yet I seem to insist on it, particularly when alcohol is involved, and Sunday night was no exception when we had friends over to sing Karaoke on Wii. While I should know better, I do it anyways – kind of like the house cat who comes tearing ‘round the corner at breakneck speed only to careen into the closed sliding glass door, something the cat has done countless times before.

I like to sing at the office. It’s a quiet office and sometimes, when it’s too quiet, I feel the need to sing…loudly. Back to the cat analogy: it’s as if the not-so-bright house cat is taking a dozen other unwilling cats with him for the trip into the glass door. Oh, what fun is had by all.

As I’ve said, I sing poorly when I don’t have alcohol as an aide, but once I’ve downed 3 margaritas (as was the case Sunday night) well, now we’re talking. Okay, I still sing poorly, but now I do so with a slur.

And while I bastardized the musical selections Sunday night, there were two exceptions: “Time After Time”, by Cindy Lauper and “We’re Not Gonna Take It”, by Twisted Sister. Wow. I’m not sure if I am pleased of myself or if I am horrified.

What do y’all think?

5 comments:

TracyMichele said...

I have heard my share of drunken renditions of "Time after Time" but I must say, "We're not gonna take it" is a first for me. I need to contact some of your friends and request they bring a video camera the next time karaoke is suggested..

Matt said...

Karaoke Game: $49.99
Nintendo Wii: $249.99
Video Camera: $299.99
Video Taping Troy Singing and Placing it on YouTube: Priceless

TracyMichele said...

ROFLOL!

Hilda said...

OK, having personally heard Troy sing, and I use the term loosely, I can tell you that while he is in fact somewhat...impaired, he enjoys himself so much that it usually doesn't matter that it's so bad. Except for the other day when he was howling something so god-awful at work - for no good reason whatsoever - that I think little birds just fell dead from the sky.

The best part is he has absolutely no qualms about "singing" in public. Personally I think he was born without the shame gene.

sari said...

this is funny to me