This is a picture I took in Shibuya, Japan, of the karaoke place that Shane, Maria, and I sang at. You can see his khaki shorts and that little pink bundle in his arms that is Brooklyn on the left.
We had a ward Valentine's Day FHE tonight, and I brought my karaoke machine. Tonight, I finally started to get the appeal. If you think about the life the average Japanese businessman leads, it is pretty confining. Tiny office, tiny house, cramped Metro cars. It's got to grate on you after awhile. It's got to be nice on those days when, with the aid of alcohol, they can kick back and sing their hearts out to a truly terrifying rendition of "Don't Stop Believin'" in the company of likewise inebriated friends. There's something about karaoke that just makes you feel like you are living your childhood dreams of being a rock star, rather than sitting at a cramped desk dealing daily with people you wish you didn't have to see.
And on Valentine's Day, it means a lot of single women singing songs like, "Since U Been Gone," and "I Will Survive." Because when you can sing about it, you WILL survive.
The men seemed much less affected, singing songs like "If I Had a Million Dollars." I think this provides a nice little snapshot into why some of us are still single.
Happy Valentine's Day, everyone.
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