I have a singing voice that sounds like the harmonies of 1,000 strangled cats. I was once booed out of my own shower. Every time I sing in church, an angel joins sides with Satan. I am the reason Simon quit American Idol. Singing kumbaya around the campfire with me drove Bin Laden to start Al Qaeda.

Regardless of how bad I am, I love music and like singing when I’m by myself in my car. Karaoke bars are not a place where some record producer is looking to find the next star (at least I don’t think so). It is supposed to be gawd-aweful, but it is also meant to be fun. I did Karaoke once when I returned to Knoxville for a trip. I went up to the stage with two friends and sung “Soul Man” from the Blues Brothers. It was easy as all I did was drop the base lines in chorus and I was off the stage in a matter of minutes. But overall, I had a really good time.

I want to do Karaoke again but this time by myself. Why would I subject others to the voice that once made Lucifer weep and beg to stop? Because I think it will be one of those moments where I need to stop concerning myself with what other people think about me and just have my own brand of fun. It is usually free and I have already been places with friends having a good time with Karaoke in the background.

The next step, pick a song out and get over myself and my insecurities.