I feel guilty about my posting frequency these days and for the overall craptacular content I’ve been serving up here; however, I’m approaching the opening of Boheme next week. (Lord.) Plus, seems I’ve managed to tweak my back as well. So, what I am saying here? Probably: Feel very sorry for me in my invalid state but also — Stay tuned for spotty blogging and increased craptacularity!
(Which sounds like a medical issue, frankly …)
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
In the opera, the mighty opera
That Tracey saw tonight
Starving artists who live in Paris
Sing and dance all night
Hey! Hey!
Gentle Mimi and fair Rodolfo
They fall in love tonight
Fair Musetta dumps Alcindoro
To go back to her guy
Hey! Hey!
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
La Bo-he-me, La Bo-he-me
Hush, poor Mimi, don’t fear, poor Mimi
Rudolfo’s by your side
But it’s opera, and in an opera
Love interests have to die
Hey! Hey!
I confess, that’s from the synopsis, since I haven’t actually seen it.
Oh Tracey – good luck. You are SO in my thoughts!!
NF — Hahahaha! Well done. You know, given the end of that opera, maybe I should have picked another name. It’s rather ominous ….
Yes – but “feelin’ consumptive” would make us worry. We want to all visit you in your coffeehouse when you’re open! (Yeah, fly, great, put the poor hostess to work.)
Oh, and thank you, Sheila!
tracey, for goodness sakes, don’t feel guilty. Your regular readers TOTALLY understand that you’re gearing up to open a new business.
We’re all pulling for you. And anyone who gets all ticked off because there’s “not content” here, well, they can go soak their head. This isn’t your paying job.
(I’m sensitive to that, perhaps, because I’ve had to remind people of that very fact this past week: I have a full-time job I get paid for. What I am doing for you is not it. So if it takes me more than an hour or two to get back to you, it is not me being irresponsible.)