You're mocking me. Don't think I can't tell through my moping.
There's no mockage! What an unjust charge - I was only offering solace and a slim fanciful hope.
'Out Of Gas'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
You're mocking me. Don't think I can't tell through my moping.
There's no mockage! What an unjust charge - I was only offering solace and a slim fanciful hope.
I was only offering solace and a slim fanciful hope.
sniffles
Well, okay then.
Well, okay then.
hands Jilli a fancy tin of chocolate bats filled with cordials
I keep forgetting to mention this...
Of interest to all West Coast buffistas with a taste for the dark and delectable, ACT has announced Black Rider on their schedule for next year. This is the german expressionst (imagine: silent movie goths) play that was a collaboration between Tom Waits, Wm. Burroughs and Robert Wilson.
I will be buying tickets.
Ooooh.
Of course, now I have to ask: what is ACT?
Of course, now I have to ask: what is ACT?
American Conservatory Theater - the big theater in SF. Like Berkeley Rep, except...not in Berkeley.
I sense a road-trip in the VoiceOfReason household's future.
Must ... go ...
Btw, Jilli, did you ever get you Wicked poster?