Y'all just WISH you had a KTV next door

i don't know whose idea it was, but a bunch of us ended up at a KTV last friday night... a KOREAN-style KTV, at that. i'm blaming that on dave. anyway- the place is halfway between my house and the school...east side of 上海 road, right next to the "cat hole cafe" (remind me. there's a story there too). look for the super trashy blinking neon lights and korean characters. we showed up and rocked out. i've really never willfully sung karaoke (i think that goes for most of the group that went with us), but i remember EVERYONE in taiwan telling me that i had to go sing karaoke with them on my day off. classic moments from karaoke- 1. trent. i can't even begin to describe how hilarious it was to watch trent jump into karaoke head first. the rest of us rolled with laughter as he became the designated back-up dancer for pretty much everybody's singing. i think his claim to fame might always be repeating dance moves with those three peppy anime chicks. 2. brinley. the new spice girl. we're sending her to american idol with her rendition of "wannabe". 3. "hey jude". ben picked the song for himself and greg. before twenty seconds were up, the whole group of us were standing up, arms on shoulders, swaying with the beat, and singing at the top of our lungs. The lyrics on the screen were classic, too. half the song- "da da da da da da...!" 4. and you can't beat number 4. the drunk chinese dudes next door. ben, brinley, greg, and (i think) dave wandered out of the room after about an hour to breathe for a second (we had no less than fifteen sweaty bodies locked in there with no airconditioning)...while they're out in the hallway, i guess the chinese group next door to us started waving through the window for them to come in. they wandered in and most of us trickled in over the next five minutes. i don't think i can do this justice, but imagine: maybe twenty staggeringly drunk chinese dancing with ten tall white kids (and trent...we love you, man). have you ever seen anybody dance with a freaking television? these kids would walk up, put a hand right on the middle of the screen, bend over, and bust a move with the tv. somehow, brinley and juliana ended up dancing on the table on either side of the television, and i'm pretty sure i saw the three amigos (chris, dave, and marc) on the only other table in the room. meanwhile, there's this plump, spectacled chinese dude going to town on the light switches over in the corner. i don't think i've had that much fun in years. three guesses what we're doing next weekend.