The Sound of Fury

Last night I watched the play "The Sound of Music" was better than Nicki Minaj. I went out to dinner with my cohorts, and then enjoyed an evening of American singing accompanied with Australian speaking.  Whenever an Australian sings, it sounds American.  I don't know if there is an Australian singing voice.  This was also the case for that rappa I saw the other night, Damion Jewels.

I will admit, the only reason I initially agreed to attend this evenings event was to hopefully catch a seat next to the French Student Teacher, who I had learned was also attending that night.  When I received my ticket from Shendressa, I noticed that each ticket had a name written at the top, but that the tickets also had a seat assigned!  Hallelujah to Glycon!  I was worried about doing a figurative dance in order to acquire the seat to French Student Teacher girl's left, but now, it was all left up to fate.

We were all arriving at the theatre, located at a local high school, separately.  When I arrived I noticed the average age was about 65 (Australian Years) and thought "Oh crap, I went to the wrong play AGAIN..."  It turns out, it was just an old crowd.  Australia, is actually becoming a rather old country.  Turns out they had a baby boom similar to America.

Still I waited at the door under the ruse of the entry lobby being jam-packed and smelling like old cigars and prunes. I was hoping to strike up a conversation with French Student Teacher in case fate placed us at opposite ends of our groups row of seats. I envisioned her arriving, us making quiet chit-chat off to the side of the stairs, a sort of Venetian balcony.  Then as the ushers hushed us into the theatre, I  casually slide into line behind her, take a seat on her left (regardless of fate's seating chart!) and voila!  Three hours of romance and singing and contraband candy hidden smuggled in past the obtuse guards.

Alas, fate's 16-sided die rolled askew, and French Student Teacher cancelled, passing her ticket along to one of the teachers 12 year old nieces.

As far as I'm concerned, "The Sound of Music" ended with Mary-Ann and her family of Swiss yodelers getting caught in the mountain pass due to snow and inevitably reenacting the Donner Party's misfortune.  Oh French Student Teacher.... you were to be my Mary-Ann.... how you had my heart...

Never-Ending Cheers,
Melmoth




P.S. If you could all pray for Andrea the Palestinian, that would be great.   She is in a rather difficult relationship right now.  Her significant other has a rather fiery temper and the only way she knows how to respond is by fighting back, sometimes physically.  Pray that she might learn peace and mercy, rather than conflict.