so... Opera

I don't know what a couple of rednecks were doing at the opera. Oh yeah, we got free tickets from the orchestra bass player from down the hall. We enjoyed 2/3 of the show. We had to leave, for our butts were bound tight and numb from the curiously springy theater seats. (Thanks to Jeff for the tickets.)

The opera tonight was 'The Barber of Seville". Sarah and I were both familiar with the name. We were not expecting to recognize the majority of the score. It was the 'Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigarofigadofigdofigadofigadofigadofigadofigado' music from the opera episode from Tom & Jerry. See? Redneck. My reference to 'culture' comes from a cartoon. (yours too, no?)

Anyway, it was a good experience. The woman on my right had her chin on her chest, snoring, and there was a foot tapper behind us tapping 16th notes with the orchestra. It's those certain types of humans that complete every public experience. Whether it be a movie theater, a concert, an airplane flight, or a restroom, there is always a cherry for the top.

Here's to the gum chewers, the mouthful talkers, the chair tappers, the foot waggers, and the hecklers of the world. Here's to my hang ups. Here's to the opera.