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Last night, after Shabbat and all, we went to a karaoke party at a friend's house. This was an...interesting experience.

First. *Tiny* apartment. Could pretty much fit in my dining room with room to spare - the kitchen (kosher, no less) fit in a corner. I'm assuming Todd doesn't do a huge amount of cooking. So. Tiny apartment and twelve of us, and we had to deal with things like, oh. Restriction on who can share a couch. When we arrived, there was only one empty spot on either couch and that had to go to Jonathan because, well, the other inhabitants of the couches were men. Which wasn't a problem - there were chairs, too.

Todd has gotten into comics lately (I'm an evil influence) but he's doing Marvel. I brought over some of my DC/Wildstorm trades, and he lent me some of his. Which meant I spent much of the evening with a pile of trades on my lap. (I took home Daredevil: Visitations Vol I (Frank Miller), Marvels (Busiek/Ross) and Ys the Last Man (haven't checked the creators.) I left the Wolverines and the Hulks. )

And then there were the songs. It's...funny. These were all songs we knew well - mostly popular stuff/rock from the eighties or so, with some Sinatra, one song from Fiddler and some Jewish stuff thrown in. And we'd be singing along and then we'd hit a snag - the lyrics would be off-color, even if slightly. And we'd fast forward or mumble or just giggle until they passed by. If we knew they were the final lyrics, Todd would just close the song down. Maybe in a different crowd, those lines would just have been fun, but here we were visibly uncomfortable. Ths includes me, the porn writer, and I was doing some writing on my Palm during this. But I was uncomfortable, too.

Then again, we also found we could put an interesting spin on "Rubber Ducky." :)

We also watched a stand-up routine by one of the women (funny, cute and completely clean, of course) that she did at for a contest in Manhattan, the cleanest routine Todd could find on the Ali G. show,and an episode of "Curb Your Enthusiasm". They were singing Springsteen when we left around midnight or so.

It was, actually, rather surreal. And a lot of fun.

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That sounds like fun :)

Then again, we also found we could put an interesting spin on "Rubber Ducky." :)
Do tell?

Maybe in a different crowd, those lines would just have been fun, but here we were visibly uncomfortable
I completely understand. I've had that situation, not with karaoke, but with playing Taboo. Oy! me and my big mouth!

Glad you had fun!

"Every day when I make my way to the tuuubby, I find a little fellow there who's cute and yellow and chuuuubby..."

Not to mention the noise when he's squeezed.

Can you remember any of the songs you had to stop singing? Because...I thought the songs they used for these karaoke collections were pretty bland (but I could be wrong)

They were bland, really. The worse was from the song "I Got High," and the last lyric, which was what he wanted to do to his girlfriend.

They mumbled "faggot" when we sang "Money for Nothing." Which may have been anti-homophobia.

Most of these things, you see - totally mild. Which is why it was surreal. I know there were a couple of other instances - things we'd be comfortable singing in the car, but not in this company with the kippot and the sheitals. (Okay, one sheital, but that's because there was only one other married woman.)

::nods::

It's interesting to hear about these sorts of "in the world and not in the world" negotiations from someone who's sincere about her religious practices. Back in the day, the only people I knew from religious families were *fake* religious. You know...where the young women wore wigs and covered their elbows and knees, but the wigs were silver spikes and the "modest" body coverings were made of spandex: maybe the letter of the law, but not the spirit.

You know. I'd love a silver spiked wig. I could wear it to cons and for Purim. The spandex, not so much, but then again, you've seen me in person.

I do find it odd that I blush over mildly off-color jokes while at the same time plotting stories as to how Harry is going to harass Snape after class.

I do find it odd that I blush over mildly off-color jokes while at the same time plotting stories as to how Harry is going to harass Snape after class

Yes...although I suppose it makes a difference whether you're sitting alone at home and typing or sitting in a group of people (plus, of course, for the most part, the fandom audience is almost all women, which that karaoke gathering wasn't *g*)

Oh. Um.

I have a new Palm. A Tungsten C. It has a built-in thumbboard. I took it with me to the party. So. Um. There was actual writing going on there. (I apparently type 40 wpm with my thumbs, too. jonbaker timed me.)

And, yeah. The times I've gotten feedback from men, especially men I know in real life, have been very, very weird.