I am apparently "fantastic".

I am 1/2 done with religion and popular culture. Two topics, about which two weeks from today, I never care to hear anything about. EVER.

I've been trying to hone my opera voice---yes, I do have one. I'm trying to negotiate that fine line between screaming and singing, and whenever I have the music on, I'm always trying to compete with it, rather than going with it. I'm always trying to outsing Watson, Pavarotti, Carreras, Te Kanawa, or the other examples I have.

I'm actually having more luck with the 1989 recording of the Berlin Symphony playing "Ode an die Freiheit (sp?)" even though German is a nasty language. I avoid shrieking then.

Basically, one of the things I want to do is to do some kind of vocal try-out thing (not American Idol, because the US is so damn petty), but like for a musical or an opera. Even if they say no, it's still on my list of things to do, to say that I've done.

I actually have really nothing about which I can comment at this time.