Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for October 5, 2008
DAY 268  |  October 5, 2008

A couple hours of rain last night and South Beach looked like the set of the Titantic but luckily we made it through the flood unscathed. Somehow we also are still alive after our experience at karaoke at the Shelbourne.

A current review of this experience from Trip Advisor reads as such: The swanky little bar below the Shelbourne had the most awesome karaoke night (friday) with a full band backing you up while you mangle Copacobana.

In reality, it should have said, come one, come all white girls and wait for two hours while we let different combinations the same group of people sing "We Are the World," assorted selections from talents like Daughtry and Creed and a couple thousand songs in Spanish. Get yelled at by the 80-year old cardigan-wearing karaoke master who won't tell you when you can sing Wham!. Be accosted by a troll-like lesbian and run from the Lou Perlman-esque owner who has definatly orchestrated a few killings in his life.

Not exactly my definition of "swank."

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