It was then that Delirium noticed that she had absentmindedly transformed herself into a hundred and eleven perfect, tiny, multicolored fish. Each fish sang a different song. And as she put herself back together again, unable for the moment to remember whether the silver flecks went in the blue eye or the green one, she decided that a dog would be a nice thing to have. And then it occurred to her that there had been a dog around at some point, hadn't there? A nice doggie. And she went off to look for it, trailing occasional fish...

- Neil Gaiman, Sandman: The Kindly Ones

 
  

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Friday, December 07, 2007
 
It's still Friday somewhere, right?

This evening, I attended a live performance of A Prairie Home Companion, which was a lot of fun, but also really long. Tonight was just the dress rehearsal for tomorrow evening's radio performance, but it was still the full three-hour show. And it came at the tail end of a pretty busy day, with a lot of work squeezed into a few less hours than usual because of our company holiday party. Which is where I was for the three hours before I walked over and met my parents for the show. I might have more to say about it when I'm not so tired, but here's the basics: it really was a lot of fun. It is, however, designed as a radio show and maybe works better that way. That said, Odetta was pretty phenomenal.

Anyway, for now, the Friday Random Guess 10, because this blog exists mainly as weak excuse to post this every week. And so, if I didn't, the world could very well end.
  1. I serenade the walls
  2. Don't give me songs
  3. And you were not a dot dot dot
  4. I will not be afraid of women
  5. There were twenty-seven companies of female Marines
  6. Kalico, Kahlia, come tell me the news
  7. You have slipped from beneath me like a false and nervous squid
  8. There's an army on the dance floor
  9. Why sing a melody as a soliloquy
  10. My rehearsals last for hours and hours
Guess the lyric, win no prize! And, as always, good luck!

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