Was that Big Noise from Winetka? I have it on the very best authority (Oh, a
Camelot reference!) that the very best Big Noises are from that particular burg. Usually a Big Noise annoys me. I find it noissome. (Which actually has nothing to do with noise. Nor Does Alfred Noyse.)
Some say, "Bring on the noise! Bring on da funk!" But I detest a noise, unless it is a Joyful Noise. Which is the kind made by Noel Katz, and so everyone must go to
www.weddingmusical.com and order the CD of
Our Wedding immediately, if not sooner.
I need coffee. My Lord, I sound like BK, I really do. I will go out and get some coffee and then read last night's late night posts and return here. In the meantime, here is a poem by Alfred Noyes to tide you over:
Daddy Fell Into the Pond
Everyone grumbled. The sky was grey.
We had nothing to do and nothing to say.
We were nearing the end of a dismal day,
And then there seemed to be nothing beyond,
Then
Daddy fell into the pond!And everyone's face grew merry and bright,
And Timothy danced for sheer delight.
"Give me the camera, quick, oh quick!
He's crawling out of the duckweed!" Click!
Then the gardener suddenly slapped his knee,
And doubled up, shaking silently,
And the ducks all quacked as if they were daft,
And it sounded as if the old drake laughed.
Oh, there wasn't a thing that didn't respond
When
Daddy Fell into the pond!