How I stopped worrying and learned to love karaoke
Last Saturday I decided it was time to venture out of the apartment and head to Eagles Pub to have a beer in celebration of the Milwaukee Brewers beating the Pittsburgh Pirates.
Eagles’ is a regular spot I head to whenever I’m downtown, but on this night I decided to revive an old tradition.
The pub is a destination for karaoke every Friday and Saturday, and on this particular night I dusted off the vocal cords to sing AC/DC’s “Big Balls.”
Some of the other patrons in the bar were cheering, though that’s probably because they were confusing the song’s title and lyrics abou...