write about writing? Ok. So, I’ll write on any minutia and encourage all to read the light extemporanea. Ok. Can I enthrall you as well as Franklin? As in Ben Franklin. In 1776 the character Ben Franklin has a line in song:

“Mr. Adams, but Mr. Adams, The things I write are only light extemporanea. I won’t put politics on paper, it’s a mania. So I refuse to use the pen in Pennsylvannia.”

As far as musicals go, this is one of my favorites. And that line stands out to me as brilliant lyric. Do you see how his emphatic denial of a task just rolls so easily? (By the way, he was avoiding writing the Declaration of Independence.) Oh, and Jefferson’s denial was just as good. “Once again you have kept me from my lovely bride. Oh, Mr. Adams you are driving me to Homicide.”

How pleasant life would be as a musical. (well, for some.)

In truth, I have often conteplated bursting into song and dance in the line at Wal-Mart. Wouldn’t that be fun? Have three or four different lines of song going on at the same time, yet sounding good together.

Lyric #1 in queue one. “Please ring me up, and hurry, have to avoid the crowds, the flurry, Gotta get home to my baby, yesiree, Pleeeeeeease.”

Lyric #2 queue 2. “I only come here for my cats. See all the cat food, think of that. The human contact here is scarey. Rather be among the felines and fleeeeas.”

Lyric # 3, etc. “Can you talk to me, cashier, I’ve thought about you for more than a year, Can you see the crush I have for you dear, notice me, hear my pleeeeeeas.”

Lyric 4   “Gonna make a great plate tonight, gonna eat some veggies alright, cooking up the dish and doin it right, mashed potatoes, applesauce, carrots and peeeeeas.”

Just an example. Would you be in my life musical. (Cuz if I envision it, I don’t have to write. But I should.)

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