On my way home with my clothes, I walked by some stuff that had been thrown out on the sidewalk. In one of the boxes was a hard cover copy of Stephen King's "Under The Dome." As far as I could see there was nothing wrong with it. It wasn't wet from sitting out. There was no damage to the book apart from a very small tear in the dust jacket. I couldn't see why anyone would have thrown it out, but there it was. So in it went into my laundry basket, and it is now mine.
Now that was my day. My night proved to be just as interesting.
Another former co-worker of mine was having a birthday celebration, and since I hadn't seen her in a while, and also not having much else to do, I decided to go. Now the event was being held at a karaoke bar, and I will admit right now, that I had never done karaoke in my life up to this point. I was a virgin, you might say.
So I got there a bit early, and it took a while for other to join. When we did finally get enough people, we were ready to go, as this was one of those places that had the private karaoke rooms. Unfortunately, it turned out that the system that ran the private rooms was not working, so what they did was call the DJ who ran the public machine in early.
This was not helpful to me at all, as I was scared enough to do karaoke in front of people I already knew, but to do so in front of a bunch of strangers, well.....let's just say my stage fright kicked in. Of course there was only one solution to the problem....TO THE BAR!