My aunt’s family is visiting from San Diego area. They brought their
padded
DDR pad. It’s pretty nice and cushy on the feet. We had a big lunch
at our house yesterday and invited over a bunch of family from both sides.
Vanessa prepared tasty victuals. We did karaoke afterword. I did Stayin’
Alive in BeeGees voice. Little did I know me brother-in-law was recording
me voice on his digital camera. If that file ever gets out, such terror
will be inflicted upon the world, you wouldn’t believe it. We learned that
it is very easy to make up new words for Copacabana on the spot. Allow
me to illustrate. “His name was Winston. He wore a bolo. And when the breezes
caught his hair, you’d see the baldness under there.”