Babe, you parked on the red?

Exactly one week ago today we were doing this:

That's us. Probably singing Midnight Train to Georgia.

Allow us to elaborate. This March 17th not only brought green clothing and nostalgia for the movie The Luck of The Irish, it also brought a karaoke party. Okay, we brought the party, but the Irish holiday helped.

When the girls in our hall work as our PR spokespeople, they often use the phrase, "they don't do anything half way." For example:

Our floor lounge looked better than Oz. It wouldn't have been possible without the 3100 decorating committee that was both assembled and dissolved in the same night. Love those girls. Not shown in this photograph: a karaoke machine, a cereal bar, a fridge full of Apple Beer, and some actual party goers.

Here are some pictures. Look at them. Plz.

Burn - Usher

Summer Nights - Grease

God Bless The U.S.A. - Lee Greenwood

I'm A Slave 4 U - Britney Spears (We give Andrea the Most Passionate award. Seriously. It's like Britney was there.)

You get the idea. People sang, which was all well and good, but what we really enjoyed was the after [visiting hours] party. Ladies only.