So, directing a powerfully feminist, socialist play has got me thinking about some of the men in my life (not all, and certainly none of the current ones) and how I've been treated by some of the major asshats I've dated and/or loved. That's not to say that every man I've ever dated and/or loved is/was an asshat. Sadly, though, the majority of them are/were. Still, I'm at the point in my life where I have given up on ever finding someone to spend the rest of it with (I apologize for the terrible grammar, but that's what happens when I get worked up). I'm not getting any younger here...
Now I know this clip has been all over the web, recently, but it's such a happy tune combined with a rather negative message that it somehow makes me feel good and expresses just how I'm feeling at this moment, I had to post it:
Don't worry, Uncle P isn't descending into one of his bouts with depression... at least he hopes not. Still, the song below has become my theme song of late:
See what happens when I don't have rehearsal?
More, anon.
Prospero
PS - I'm sort of annoyed by Blogger's new tools. I have to figure how to format all over again. Urgh!
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