'Conversations with Dead People'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I like singing in the supermarket.
But then, I know I can sing. Still, someone who's just entertaining themselves singing quietly along with the muzack is different from someone attempting to audition for American Idol when the judges are in the next county.
Also, singing at work is evil.
I sing under my breath a fair amount, but mostly until I realize I look like Muriel of "Muriel's Wedding."
My iPod has turned me into one of those people who sings out loud with earphones on. And I am not great at staying on pitch. It's embarrassing to realize.
I only sing in my head. Unless I'm 100% sure that I'm completely and entirely alone. I'm pretty sure the Geneva convention has that as a clause somewhere, in the fine print, as a human basic right to not hear me sing.
Well, once I sang quietly to a baby I cradled, and his mom happened to get into the room, and I was so in love with the baby that I didn't notice. She said that the thought that until he grew up he might recover from the trauma.
Martha Wash
Was she the "Everybody Dance Now" vocalist?
rooster = cocorico
Is it Ethiopia (and possibly other places) where it something like kukulu?
Why is grocery store muzak always so singable? I got Rick-rolled by grocery muzak a couple months ago and I was laughing the whole time. Good thing I tend to shop late at night when there are fewer people around.
Was she the "Everybody Dance Now" vocalist?
Yes. She was also one of the Weather Girls of "It's Raining Men" fame!
I was talking to my brother last night who told me that he and the boys are going to be going to a Cubs/Phillies game when they're out here at the end of the month. I told him that if the Cubs win, make sure they do not leave early, because Wrigley Field breaks out into song ("Go Cubs, Go" by Steve Goodman) after a win. After I fininshed talking to him, I was earwormed, so I sang the song to my cat while she was snuggled on top of me for some petting.
She gave a rather perturbed look, but she let me finish.
Cakewrecks - Olympics style.
Oh my.
OMG!