I'm on my way out the door soon to the Hinamon's birthday celebration (he's an ex-roommate). It's at a karaoke bar called the Galaxy. No, I don't sing, I just watch everyone else make an ass of themselves.
Every year we try to get the Hinamon up there to sing. We almost did once when he saw that One was in the bar's song listings, but it turned out to be the U2 version instead of Metallica's version, and he chickened out.