And yur kittehs be beautiful. Which wun iz osirus an which squishy. Ai wud guess osirus bee the black wun??

Oh, is even funnier cause cats iz bofe boiz, but iz gay so it ok

“kthxbai”

Yoo seem to speek teh Eyetalian. Is this so? Wehn ai wuz living in Italy, ai wuz – nawt fluent, but cud converse with peepl. Wun ov mai menee projeks is to werk awn it and become REELEE fluent.

ai hav seen teh produkshun in Shicago twice – and wud luv to go again. Ai red teh buk lawng ago befoar it wuz – pupular (is hard not to burst owt singing) – mai nephinlaw gave it to mee – asking mee to reed it and tell him waht ai thot. And wuz amazing – except fur the green, mai biolgist neice Jeniffur IS Elphaba! Even luks liek her.

And ai knows u must be wunderful with teh costumes. Ai lerned so mutch frum the guise who ran our costume shop in germanee – tehy were verree purrfeshional and talented. And u alwayz say eggsactlee whut they sayed! Teh rite costumes are SOOOO important – maeks awl teh differnz.

Nice fing bout the kitteh duet–no trubble bemembering teh wurds.

*hums* “Vorrei e non vorrei, mi trema un poco il cor, felice e ver sarei, ma. . .um. . .”

Soccorso! (Loltalian fur HALP!)

nuther mezzo heer! caterwailing cross continints…

Gud that u r a mezzo – we can has ENDLESS numberz of duets then – menee moar tahn just soprano & baritone! Ai is/wuz (but is fur intertubes purrposes) a lyric coloratura.

Yes – ai knows the DBddG. Ai has the mewsik at mai haus in town. Is grate fun.

ov corse, the werds ar moastlee “Meow.”

I lyks teh opera 2 – staged tho. Tehres only wun or two i lyks to lissen to wifouwt seein teh akshun play owt (Sonnambula an Orfeo ed Euridice)

ah onlee rly noes teh operas i haf dessined costyooms 4 tho – bel canto moastly. i did a grate Giovanni based on paintings by Goya. teh devvuls whut dragged DonG to hell were from taht famous payting of teh 2 owld laydees on teh balconee – wymens he dun rong!

tah big myoosicals of b’wy r sumtymes teh pleh, butt, as i iz an assissississtants on teh Wikkked, ah muss say: payin mah rent iz vry vry nyce!

Is u familiar wif teh Duetto Buffo di due Gatti? Us cud sing dat. (Fur dose hoo don no Loltalian, dat is teh Comic Duet fur Two Cats. Is a howl. Litterally.)

Mah momma an poppa took me to opera wen I wuz a kid–saw Rigoletto an La Traviata. An mah skool useta hab feeld trips to teh Children’s Concerts by teh Boston Symphony. Dose was wunnderful. I wishes ebbery kittn cud has such oppur–opor–chances to lern about teh klassikle moosekick.

Mah poppa hadz teh byootiful barytone. Useta sing La donna e mobile before breffus.

A mostest moving purrformance. Ambercat iz bery bery gud.

Ai no is just coincidence (mai marvelous niece Jennifur alaiz says “but taht whut conicidences ARE!), but ai always finds it just a bit spookee. Happens to mee so offen. Sumtimes within teh MINUTE ov sumthing taht normallee never to rarelee coms up.

Mai sister and ai has season tikkets fur teh Lyric in Shikago. Last monday wuz “Die Frau ohne Schatten.”
We alwayz taek teh trayn frum Meeshgun Citee – is mutch cheeper and eezeer tahn driving in. Awn teh way bak, a women awn the trayn asked us whut we had been doing in Shikago and we sayed we had been to the opera. SHE sayed “Oh, yoo meen ‘Phantom ov the Opera.” (which is currentlee playing in Schicago) an we just laffed an sayed – no, the OPERA,

But – hmmmpf!! NO WUN cawls “Phantom ov the Opera” just “Opera.”!!! Wun just says “Phantom.” Wuz just a hair – condescending – liek yur fellow!

Corse, ai luvs mewsicals as well. Awl theatre, akshullee.

A co-wurker liks to think he’z ‘kultured’ and tawks and tawks ’bout seein ‘Cats’ , ‘Le Miserable’ (I HATE it when peeps say ‘Le Miz’! Like dey no it sow wells!) etc…. I toll him onced day he shud go to ‘real’ opera sumtime! (don’t get me wrong – lurve Cats…. jus not de huge produkshin operas!)

He don tawk to me no moar ’bout opera…. LOL!

Fur sheer eggsciting theatre, there is reelee nothing liek it. But, ov corse, so menee produkshuns todai are – we calls tehm “eurotrash.” Is no lawnger reel theatre – but teh concept ov teh idioot stoopee direktor hoo ushulee duzint know enething abawt opera at awl.

Oooooh – sorree. Ai cud fill up teh next two pajes!! There. Ai’m awl calm again!

(He no nebbar luked like tis kitteh, doh – waz berry happie man! )

Ai’m sorree to say taht ai’m still strugglin a bit wif mai werds! Almoast there – just teasing around the ejus ov mai brayn. We cud skip to teh end – with the “andiam, andiam mio bene, a ristorar le pene d’un innocente amor.” but taht maeks it a bit short!

*gets comfy in chare*

Vorrei, e non vorrei. . .hmmm – ai mite hav to la la la a bit. Mai vocal score is at mai haus in town and ai am heer at mai Mom’s haus (with the beeg red barn) in teh countree!.

OK. La ci darem la mano, la mi dirai di si. (taht’s u, ov corse)
Vedi, non e lontano, partiam, ben mio, da qui.

Ai wud luv to do sum duets with u. Ai has never traied it liek this! Teh werds are slowlee retruning to mai brayn.

spoze dis iz gud az ani…

Da, da, duh. duh, DA, duh: Da, da duh,duh, DA duh…(whoo ho)

hay, pretti short lyne heer ?!

an iz a James Thurber stori

I iz big Thurber fan

shut an interresting lyfe yu muss leeds.

akshooly, ahm nawt far behind yoo.