Yesterday Las Vegas held its monthly First Friday. It is an event where the local artists can show off their work. It is about the only cultural event that Las Vegas has, and it is usually really fun. But last night the weather was not in our favor. It was cold and wet and windy.
The reason I went to this particular First Friday was the Finals of a Karaoke Contest. I do love myself some karaoke, and any chance to get up on stage is fine by me, especially when I could potentially win some cash.
There were 20 singers I think. I would say more than half had really incredible voices. So we all sang, and the top 7 were announced. There were 7 cash prizes to give away. As they announced, some really great singers were down in the low spots and some average singers were up near the top. I thought, "hmm...why was that guy number 3?"
Then they announced the $1000 winner, and the entire crowd went, "Wha?" He was a totally forgetable, mostly average singer. I mean he had a nice voice, but some other people who didn't even place totally sang the socks off this guy and he won? WTF?!
I didn't win anything. Not the end of the world. Some other people who I thought should have won, didn't get in the top 7. Perhaps the judges had some weird way of judging that left out really good singers, and gave all the average singers of the world some cash.
I'll live though. I always like to sing. But when Jeremy and I got back to my car, a woman popped out of her apartment and said, "Someone hit your car. I was sitting in my house and I heard a crunch. I tried to get his plate number, but I couldn't see it before the car drove away."
Sure enough, the front of my car is scrunched. It looked like a big SUV sat on the front of my car. (grumble grumble grumble) Can't a girl get a break?