This is what happens when your parents visit...

So, my parents came up to visit this weekend, and to put it into perspective, the first few hours they were in Portland we went to TWO happy hours. We can see where their priorities lie.

Well, after a glorious win by the University of Portland men's basketball team (they beat St. Mary's in an amazing game), the 'rents took me and the guys out for some beers at none other than the T Room. Needless to say, after 10 pitchers between 7 people, 3 plates of french fries and 3 plates of wings between 10 people, a 2 inch binder containing thousands of song choices, and the threat by my mother of refusing to feed me the rest of the weekend, I was convinced it was a good idea to karaoke for the very first time. Of course, the fact that I was singing Jimmy Eat World's "Sweetness" helped push me over the edge and fully commit to singing a lot of "wah"s, "ahh"s and "oh"s. And it. was. awful. (Of course the first time I sang karaoke would be to a Jimmy song. Who do you think I am? Although I would have gotten back up there if they had had Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance").

Luckily David, being the generous guy he is, sang with me and I'm sure that helped soften my horribly off key attempt at singing. I could hardly hear my own voice up there when I was singing, thus, I decided to sing loudly into the microphone and was only notified after my performance that everyone else could hear me loud and clear.

Oh...the good life. Getting drunk with the parents (and on their dime) and singing karaoke for the first time in front of them. Yes...I am my mother's child.