December 27, 2004
have a dorkalicious new year!
I'd forgotten how much I love reverting to childhood, dorky pursuits.
Our neighbors have three children, two of whom I went to school with. We shall call one River and the other Ash.
I went to middle school and high school with River. He and I were in plays and singing things together. We were mistaken for twins once, despite the fact that he has olive-ish skin, super dark hair, and dark brown eyes. Ash is two years younger. I dated him my senior year. River wasn't happy. He said it was incest. I told him that I wanted to be involved in some kind of Greek epic. River didn't buy it. At any rate, Ash and I were also in plays and singing things together.
Their family is a musical family. Our friends are musical friends. We all know the same songs since we're from the same music groups and we always had a repertoire that was used before we got there and after we left.
We sang. We sang a lot! And we didn't have music! And it didn't matter! We knew it anyway! We talked about which songs were the best ones to sing if you needed to keep driving but the radio was putting you to sleep. (The Hallelujah Chorus is one.) We talked about the ones that get stuck in your head and just won't come out. We talked about the alternate lyrics we made up for warming up our youthful voices and for songs we didn't like.
Ah! Oh! So much fun!
But! Oh! Reading this kind of indicates to me that I was not only a bit of the nerdy, drama club kind of kid in high school, but I am a bit of the same now.
And yes, I already knew that. What I didn't know, however, was that I actively like it. Yes, indeed, if we could all get together once a month or something and sing our little hearts out, I'd be so very, very happy. And that's dorkalicious.
I am a bit ashamed of myself for getting all giddy and happy and laughing and saying, "Don't you remember Lirum? How about Planets or Kittery? (I don't remember Kittery. I do remember Chester; the previous song and Planets, Stars, and Airs of Space are two more song good for keeping awake in the car, according to River.)
But I must determine if it's worth getting people together for this stuff. The folks there were from Cleveland and Nashua and Boston and Pittsburgh. Other places, too, but I didn't pay enough attention.
How?! Oh, dear Santa, please provide a sleigh to capture all of my cuckoo friends and put them in one song-filled place!
