Ok -- now I've got to know the name of "that song from Lolanthe" so I can find all the lyrics... I have Mandy Patinkin singing it on CD but I can never remember all the words. Julie Krueger On Sun, Aug 7, 2011 at 12:37 PM, David Ritchie <ritchierd@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>wrote: > One way of representing thoughts had while painting our house: I have a > daughter who remembers. To get to my lofty current status in life, I had to > remember from the moment when I left all my condensing of notes until the > moment when the examiner said, "Pick up your pens." Before looking at the > questions, I scribbled as quickly as possible as many of the makings and > breakings of the French Revolution as I could conjure. What remains of this > in my brain is the rough equivalent of a beach following a storm. Bits and > pieces of other stuff have also stuck--this, from Shakespeare, that from > Harry Lauder-- but when we play a Gilbert and Sullivan disc I sing, "Go ye > heroes go to glory, go to...something, something tea." My daughter, by > contrast, remembers all the words. You know that nightmare song from > Iolanthe? > > For your brain is on fire, the bed-clothes conspire > Of usual slumber to plunder you: > First your counter-pane goes, and uncovers your toes, > And your sheet slips demurely from under you... > > She can recite the whole thing without breaking a sweat. I do admire what > I don't gots. > > Another way of representing thought had while painting our house: what a > wonderful shade of orange is the loose dead branch that's caught high in > that fir i hope it falls soon imagine if that thing were to catch fire is > painting about protection or looks if a job's worth doing it's worth doing > well that's dad's view why am i rushing where's the fire if it's about looks > whose opinion is it that matters neighbors family friends passing house > critics i can't be bothered to do more sanding and scraping enough is enough > cover it with a couple of coats and call it good or as bev says put a fork > in it and call it good i wonder if i've ever sent her a photo of the massive > fork sculpture in vevay i don't know if there's a french equivalent to put a > fork in it and call it good this color's not going to match so i think i'll > make the patches look like water tumbling down a slope and over here we'll > try some happy happy trees god my back hurts > > And here's the highly-condensed version: > > pre-owned cars > pre-owned books > the book of uncommon prayer > > David Ritchie, > Portland, Oregon >