Everyone should know the drill by now. Sunday means a day off. I took advantage of that. How you may ask? I slept in until about 0800. Then I loitered over coffee for a couple of hours. Around noon I ate lunch. Afterward was a two hour nap. Once the grogginess wore off I headed to the gym. A shower followed and then supper. That would have been a wrap except that I decided to go to the PX. As long as I was out I figured I’d go the west side PX (since it’s nicer). That’s where my Sunday highlight came into being.
Once at the PX I heard music coming from the food court area. After my shopping was completed I walked around to investigate. There I found a bunch of TCNs singing karaoke outside the Green Beans Coffee. They had chairs set up all around a stage with an outdoor stereo system. It appeared they were all from the Philippines. I had to pull up a chair and watch. It was hilarious. I think every one of them was in line to sing something. When they did it was always something like a song from Grease or Xanadu. I never remembered so many Olivia Newton John songs. There were also a lot of Elton John songs. These folks took their karaoke seriously too. They were swaying, dancing, and making love to the microphone. When one sang the rest would cheer, dance, and sing along. Every one of their tables had an ample supply of near-beer. I must say that it was fun to watch. I didn’t even think about singing. This was their gig. Before I knew it, I’d been watching them for almost two hours. Time flies when you fill it with ersatz fun.
The only reminder this whole time that there was a war on was the steady drone of aircraft coming and going. The west side PX is right next to the Catfish Air flight line. Every singer had to compete with the rotor blades of Blackhawks and Chinooks. I got back to my room just before midnight. I guess it was a full day off
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