April 16, 2014
Ah, yes, I'm doing Liza at karaoke again. Apparently I do best when I act as if I'm Liza and not me doing Liza, when I envision her in my head and think, "What would Liza do?" and act accordingly. Any wonder that the gays think I'm the bee's knees? If only I could belt out the end of "Cabaret" the way she did, I would be golden. I am grateful for the boys who dance around when I sing it, so at the crucial moment I can act like I'm so amused by their antics that laughter overtakes me.