Karaoke, Wrestling, and Restaurants: The Weekend Wrap-Up

Friday:
I got off work, napped, and went to Jordan's. I sang "Superman" by Five for Fighting. That was a request by Tony, a KJ at Jordan's who goes by that name. I also sang "Rock With You" by Michael Jackson. I finished with a so-so rendition of Usher's "Nice and Slow". I was a little flat, but at least I tried. I can't sing the same song every time, I'm not Chubby Checker. You know, the guy with two hits: "Do The Twist" and "Let's Twist Again". I then called it a night.

Saturday:

I got off work, me and my coworker Marvin ate at the Outback Steakhouse in Midtown. After that, I dropped him off at a friends's house. I then went to Target and bought a gift for Terra Hollis' birthday celebration. She likes this wrestler named Chris Masters (she thinks he's cute), and I found his figure. I also bought my homegirl Denna Greer her gift, a special edition of Grease. Don't worry, I told her I was buying her that so she wouldn't buy it. I then went to Smokey Bones for the celebration. Shout out to Shomari, "Angry" Nick, Courtney, Bridgett, Paul "P-Dub" West, Denna, Layla, Wanda, and her boyfriend. I also ran into my friend and fellow blogger (on Myspace) Tamara. She was there with her baby girl Lex (I think it's short for Alexis) and her buddy Jonathan. After eating, I ducked out on the movie portion (Turistas) to go to a holiday party at Jordan's. I performed two songs because it was very crowded. I performed "I Heard It Through the Grapevine" by Marvin Gaye (it was okay), and I performed "Gold Digger" by Kanye West. Shout out to Gaston and Candace for singing Jamie Foxx's part on that song. I also had to assist Sharon and Alena (my friends) on The Pussycat Dolls' "Don't cha". I did Busta Rhymes' closing rap. Forrest and Dr. Jeff were trying it, and, well, they weren't doing a very good job. I decided to save the day. I normally try to keep it country (when in Rome and all that), but I am "countried" out. My dog's left, my wife's left, they've foreclosed my home, and my horse had died. That, and someone butchering Marvin Gaye's "Sexual Healing" forced me to get a little "urban". Here's a tip, karaoke stars: Knowing the chorus does not mean you know the song, knowing the bridge does not mean you know the song, at least know the melody so you can fake it. After that, I went home.

Sunday:

I went to a wrestling show at the New Daisy Theatre. It was put on by MidSouth AllStar Wrestling (www.midsouthallstarwrestling.com) . They are a small promotion in town, but these guys work hard. I ran into some guys that I had seen at previous shows and we chatted about wrestling. Raven, who is a star on TNA wrestling that comes on Spike TV, wrestled a hardcore match. He broke one of those long light bulbs over a guys' back, he and his opponenet used a cheese grater, and they actually broke the ring. It was crazy!!!! I then received a text message from Shomari informing me that he was ordering the ECW wrestling pay-per-view. I left the New Daisy show around six and rolled out to Shomari's house. After that, I went to Jordan's and sang one song before they closed. I sang Prince's "Little Red Corvette". I kinda knew the words, but I made it through. Like I said, I don't like singing the same song every time. Same is lame. Ask Hugh Hefner. I kid, I kid, I joke!!!

I apologize to those of you who are used to my usual exploits in the Memphis indie film game. The film community is pretty much breaking until September. Many of my current readers may not know this, but I started my blog way before I got deep into the acting game. I hope I don't bore people with my non-acting adventures, but I like writing in my blog. It's a helluva lot cheaper than therapy. Be easy, readers.

PS Go Titans!!!! Our third consecutive victory, and over the playoff-bound Indianapolis Colts, no less. Tennessee is in the building!!!!