Ke$ha.
Play ipod idol. Blast your earbuds so you can't even hear yourself, and sing your little heart out to a song you know word for word. Things get interesting.
I happened to completely lose my voice over the weekend, but I still played. I had Sparky sing with me, and we rocked it. Dance moves, high notes, facial expressions, Ke$ha might as well of been singing instead of me I was that good.
We're all still wondering how the adults didn't hear all this without getting mad. But, then again, the front desk of our hotel called them because of us and all we got was a stern warning. Maybe they took chill pills this weekend.
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