Sooooo tired
So we are in the final countdown to the law school musical. I can't believe it's almost over.
I'm so happy that after this Sunday I never have to think about the damned thing again. Don't get me wrong. I've had fun, it is funny and I think I might actually be capable of singing come Sunday. Which would be nice because I have to sing something in not-full-voice because it's too damned high. But I'm looking forward to never having to sing Lean On Me again. I'm looking forward to not listening to ABBA songs. I also can't wait for my grandmother's flying visit to be over. That's one anxiety I don't need thank you so very much.
I don't know how many details I've mentioned here before, but I'm going to give the whole lowdown on the show. Especially since I don't think most of you could possibly make it out to London, Ontario in time to see this mess. Anyhow, so the thing opens with a parody of Belle's opening number from Disney's Beauty and the Beast. "Little town..." I'm sure a fair number of you have heard it. Only, instead of talking about giants and ogres, 'Belle' talks about the Charter of Rights and Freedoms. It's funny in a "My dear God in heaven that is so sad please keep that freak away from me," sort of way. Our big numbers include stuff from Les Miserables, Lean On Me (AKA the only song we started off all knowing) and a parody of Seasons of Love from Rent. "Five hundred, twenty-five thousand six hundred statutes..."
What I'll really be happy about is no longer being hit in the face with reminders of the "David Collective Theory".
That's something dating back to my high school years. It's undergone several revisions over the years. It all began with two guys named David. They had relatively distinct personalities, but the next year, it was as though they had switched. David K was acting like David W had the year before and vice versa. The year after that it was as though they had stabilised into an amalgam of the two. Well, my 'theory' at the time was that they had merged into one being and were just pretending to be separate entities. It was then that a friend of mine reminded me of the three Davids we'd known in grade school. Who acted, with leeway for the fact that they were children not teens, exactly the same as D.K. and D.W. It was eerie.
So we then decided it had to be a gifted kid thing. A gifted David thing. I was content to let it be until I saw an interview on Rosie O'Donnell. It was with David Boreanaz and included a clip from "She". You know the one. Where he's dancing like a complete spaz? Well, DB said that he used to do it to annoy his sister or something like that and that Joss had seen him spazzing on set one day and incorporated it into an episode. What struck me (aside from a sudden desire to smack Angel silly) was that the quality of the movement was very . . . David. I mean, I think I once saw one of the Davids I knew personally act just like that. I then considered the question of Dave Barry whose sense of humour is also quite David-ish. I was then informed of the fact that the same friend who had mentioned the grade school Davids had an uncle David that also could be said to act like that.
And that led to the current theory. There is something about the name David that creates a psychic link of some kind between all guys with the same name. A collective, not unlike the Borg, has formed. When one of them meets another David, he is pulled into the collective and becomes one with the David hive mind. Any Davids that do not act in this way have simply yet to meet a member of the collective.
At least that's how the theory stands at the moment.
Which is why hanging around yet another David who also has that very particular style that I have only seen in Davids and their close friends just has me remembering the damn thing again. I can't wait until this stupid musical is over.
SCWLC
PS No offense is meant to anyone named David who is reading this.
I'm so happy that after this Sunday I never have to think about the damned thing again. Don't get me wrong. I've had fun, it is funny and I think I might actually be capable of singing come Sunday. Which would be nice because I have to sing something in not-full-voice because it's too damned high. But I'm looking forward to never having to sing Lean On Me again. I'm looking forward to not listening to ABBA songs. I also can't wait for my grandmother's flying visit to be over. That's one anxiety I don't need thank you so very much.
I don't know how many details I've mentioned here before, but I'm going to give the whole lowdown on the show. Especially since I don't think most of you could possibly make it out to London, Ontario in time to see this mess. Anyhow, so the thing opens with a parody of Belle's opening number from Disney's Beauty and the Beast. "Little town..." I'm sure a fair number of you have heard it. Only, instead of talking about giants and ogres, 'Belle' talks about the Charter of Rights and Freedoms. It's funny in a "My dear God in heaven that is so sad please keep that freak away from me," sort of way. Our big numbers include stuff from Les Miserables, Lean On Me (AKA the only song we started off all knowing) and a parody of Seasons of Love from Rent. "Five hundred, twenty-five thousand six hundred statutes..."
What I'll really be happy about is no longer being hit in the face with reminders of the "David Collective Theory".
That's something dating back to my high school years. It's undergone several revisions over the years. It all began with two guys named David. They had relatively distinct personalities, but the next year, it was as though they had switched. David K was acting like David W had the year before and vice versa. The year after that it was as though they had stabilised into an amalgam of the two. Well, my 'theory' at the time was that they had merged into one being and were just pretending to be separate entities. It was then that a friend of mine reminded me of the three Davids we'd known in grade school. Who acted, with leeway for the fact that they were children not teens, exactly the same as D.K. and D.W. It was eerie.
So we then decided it had to be a gifted kid thing. A gifted David thing. I was content to let it be until I saw an interview on Rosie O'Donnell. It was with David Boreanaz and included a clip from "She". You know the one. Where he's dancing like a complete spaz? Well, DB said that he used to do it to annoy his sister or something like that and that Joss had seen him spazzing on set one day and incorporated it into an episode. What struck me (aside from a sudden desire to smack Angel silly) was that the quality of the movement was very . . . David. I mean, I think I once saw one of the Davids I knew personally act just like that. I then considered the question of Dave Barry whose sense of humour is also quite David-ish. I was then informed of the fact that the same friend who had mentioned the grade school Davids had an uncle David that also could be said to act like that.
And that led to the current theory. There is something about the name David that creates a psychic link of some kind between all guys with the same name. A collective, not unlike the Borg, has formed. When one of them meets another David, he is pulled into the collective and becomes one with the David hive mind. Any Davids that do not act in this way have simply yet to meet a member of the collective.
At least that's how the theory stands at the moment.
Which is why hanging around yet another David who also has that very particular style that I have only seen in Davids and their close friends just has me remembering the damn thing again. I can't wait until this stupid musical is over.
SCWLC
PS No offense is meant to anyone named David who is reading this.