So, last time we had karaoke, I was just starting my diet, and caught up in the zeal of caloric aversion I resolved that I wasn't going to drink at all. From this, I confirmed, as scientists have long hypothesized, that intoxicant-free karaoke is not as much fun. This time, then, I carefully saved up points during the day so I could drink without guilt. Indeed, I was so disciplined that I calculated that, in principle, I could have x drinks without going over my points, where the quantity x was clearly too many. Then, being someone who strives always to live up to principles, I went ahead and had x drinks. (A mistake, yes, I know, believe me.)
Erica The Bartender did seem confused when I changed my usual Vodka-Cranberry Juice order to Vodka-Diet-Pepsi.
Anyway, the original careyoke-declared theme for karaoke was Krazy Outfit Night, although this then changed to the theme of "Inside Out", where people were supposed to wear their sense of who they are on the inside as their outfit. I'm not entirely sure if some people were following the Krazy Outfit Theme night or the Inside Out theme. In my own case, it turns out that my inner self is a lot like the clothes I happen to have worn to work that day, only with a black feather boa that I expropriated early in the evening.
The insides-out of others: