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Sep. 13th, 2004 11:25 amGetting birthday presents on a day that isn't even your birthday is maybe the best feeling in the world!
Except maybe discovering your new adorable puppy is already trained and is a magic puppy who poops gold. But it's really close!
ldyfyrefly,
ah42 and
blamehazmat rock. :)
I'm in full Pirate Faire mode here at work today--the script for scene 6 is on the desk next to me so I can memorize while I work, and the sea shanty CD and the Shrek II soundtrack are sharing space in the CD player. Tonight we get the costumes, tomorrow I see the site...it's all very heady!
I'm slowly getting used to the concept that I can and will sing a solo verse without causing ears to bleed, a notion that would've sent me running for the absinthe. Ever since I didn't get cast as one of the background toys in the 6th grade production of Babes in Toyland I've been highly dubious about the quality (and lack thereof) of my voice. (Well, that and the fact that I sound like a muppet.)
Can I mention, speaking of these shanties, how verses that don't rhyme just make my Virgo nerves all twitchy? Look at this:
I hear the cheers both day and night, when me privateers come home
With a ship that's full of gold doubloons and glory to our name
It's enough to make a songwriting teacher weep, is what it is. I can't face it. I've been singing "glory to our gnome" and weaving a little story in my head about the singers of the song being fanatic followers of a charismatic and very, very short religious leader. Whatever gets me through the song.
Except maybe discovering your new adorable puppy is already trained and is a magic puppy who poops gold. But it's really close!
I'm in full Pirate Faire mode here at work today--the script for scene 6 is on the desk next to me so I can memorize while I work, and the sea shanty CD and the Shrek II soundtrack are sharing space in the CD player. Tonight we get the costumes, tomorrow I see the site...it's all very heady!
I'm slowly getting used to the concept that I can and will sing a solo verse without causing ears to bleed, a notion that would've sent me running for the absinthe. Ever since I didn't get cast as one of the background toys in the 6th grade production of Babes in Toyland I've been highly dubious about the quality (and lack thereof) of my voice. (Well, that and the fact that I sound like a muppet.)
Can I mention, speaking of these shanties, how verses that don't rhyme just make my Virgo nerves all twitchy? Look at this:
I hear the cheers both day and night, when me privateers come home
With a ship that's full of gold doubloons and glory to our name
It's enough to make a songwriting teacher weep, is what it is. I can't face it. I've been singing "glory to our gnome" and weaving a little story in my head about the singers of the song being fanatic followers of a charismatic and very, very short religious leader. Whatever gets me through the song.
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Date: 2004-09-13 08:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-13 09:04 am (UTC)People need to talk about doubloons way more often. And start using them as standardized currency again. Mmm.
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Date: 2004-09-13 10:18 am (UTC)They could say freaking 'gnome' instead of 'name' and it would be better. It would change the plot but it would be worth it.
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Date: 2004-09-13 11:24 am (UTC)::nodnodnod::
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Date: 2004-09-13 04:25 pm (UTC)(Well, that and the fact that I sound like a muppet.)
Hehe, I have a professor who looks and moves like one of the old-man theatre muppets. The crazy excited one. He even moves his hands in a way that looks like a puppet. It's great!