Friday, April 07, 2006

Prima Donna. First Lady of the Stage

Your devotees are on their knees
To Adore You.

I forgot to mention that ever since seeing the opera last night, I've been stifling a burning to desire to sing all of my conversations. In Italian.

Of course, not knowing Italian makes that very difficult. As does not being able to carry a tune in a bucket, with an ergonomic handle.

Naturally, since I am unable to sing all of my conversations in Italian, I am instead [in my head] singing an interesting mix of musical numbers from The Phantom of the Opera and Fiddler on the Roof. My brain is so weird.

I suppose that's slightly better than singing the proper way to comply with the Toxic Substances Control Act Section 13 Import Regulations to a caller from the United Kingdom.


  1. and do you have the urge to repeat each sentence 20 times before completing the thought? tra la la la la la la..... (italian for happiness)

  2. I wish real life would turn into a musical every now and then. Not like all the time, of course. But occasionally.

  3. Anonymous12:47 PM

    I do the same thing when I watch British movies, my British accent goes on for the next hour or so!

  4. **musicals***??? i'm in shock! how does that topic even come up in this context? hehe....