Neanderpundit

Fiona claims she does, but that’s just because she doesn’t know me.

A long, long time ago, after my voice changed the SECOND time, I was told I might- if i worked very hard- be a tolerable tenor.

That wasin the neighborhood of 280,000 Pall Malls ago. My voice is bad, and nothing is going to make it good again. And it’s not like I was going to be Mario Lanza, or even, for that matter, Pavarotti.

So I never paid much attention. And I still sing- though it actually causes me pain, if i do long and loud enough. But in my car, while driving, it’s not a big deal.

Apparently I sing in my sleep, sometimes, just under my breath. According to the Ogwife. Only at… erm, certain times.

55 miles of black ice. I don’t think I was in control fothe car for 10 percent of the trip home. My buttcheeks are so clenched you couldn’t drive a pin up my ass wiht a jackhammer.