Happy Birthday Barb – The Karaoke Concert!


Today is my sister’s Birthday! When we were in NYC in December and I did stand-up with her there I had the audience wish her a happy 40th birthday just for fun. Afterwards I told the audience that our well-wishes were a few months and a few years early, but I think they mostly missed that. Just to clarify, she was not turning 40 nor is she now. I’m 40, and she’s much younger than I am.

Here’s us laughing over nothing in particular on New Years Eve in Greenwich Village, NYC. Not sure why we couldn’t stop laughing!

This was our favourite restaurant of this NYC trip, on Cornelia Street in Greenwich Village.

I’ve shown this one before, Barb walking Andy on Christmas Day, Dec, 2013.

Anyway, I’m going to miss Barb’s Korean Karaoke Birthday Party in Toronto (we’re not Korean, in case you’re wondering), so I thought I’d do my own from here in Richmond, Virginia!

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Nothing says “Happy Birthday!” like reflecting on death and the fact that we’re going to eventually return to dust as we take one step closer to the grave each year. Click on the image below for my living-room rendition of Kansas, “Dust In The Wind”.

A short bit signing higher, click the image below to hear Eric Clapton’s Happy song. . .

Just one more, as to not hog the karaoke. This Canadian song, written by Canadian Leonard Cohen and perhaps best performed by Canadian K.D.Lang, I put the first verse on my Facebook recently. I’m really not good with the words of songs. Notice my surprise by the words when I hit verse two, because I really am doing karaoke using youtube through apple tv. Is it not surprising in this song, that a woman is sunbathing on a roof? Right?

I missed Barb’s birthday last year too, but I took some photos for her where I was in Arambol, Goa, India.

This was my yoga teacher there. I didn’t learn a lot because I was sick all week, but it was fun anyway.

I didn’t know who this was, but he was a good sport.

As was he.

And him.

And him.

Come to think of it, I may have stayed too long there and run out of things to do. I’m not really a beach person. . . . this was some random laundry-washing shack or something. I knew they wouldn’t mind if I used it as a backdrop, I’m intuitive that way. I mean, how would they ever know, really.



Yeah, that was a bit much, wasn’t it.

This last one is me. Not sure why I look a bit unimpressed!


Hope you have a Wonderful Birthday Sis! Sorry to miss it, again! xox

P.S. Dear other friends and family, I can’t do birthday posts for everyone, but maybe one a year so this year was Barb’s turn!