Okay, I admit it. I drank too much sake on X-mas eve. I acted like an ass. I sang out of tune. I rubbed my face way too much. And then I threw up. Over and over. It’s not really a night I care to remember. But then I don’t really have a choice. Because my best friend decided it would be a good idea to record the evening with his Sony DV Cam. It’s true. I’ve seen the tape. It ain’t pretty. And it isn’t going away. I can only hope that over time the tape will be forgotten, and I will never again have to watch myself singing the song “Sex” by Berlin. Drunk-Tape Players, you suck.