Neurotic Owl

flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Not so coincidentally, the Die Fledermaus production we just opened is set in the 1930s.


Oh, for the days of lounging around the house sipping champagne in a bias silk robe with spectacular feather trim.  I know, I know, the thirties were only like that for a very specific subset of people, but let me have my dreams.

Although, since I have a cat, I’m not sure that feather trim would last very long.  And I don’t particularly care for champagne.  And I can lounge for, like, 15 minutes max before I need a book or a hobby or something.  As it happens, my paternal grandmother was very much the silk robe and giant cocktail ring type, and she did have cats, although they were almost always white longhaired showcat-style cats (not actual showcats, just that type) and probably less playful/bloodyminded than Charlie.  I have a feeling Grandma Judy was a rather fun lady if you knew her as an adult, although I don’t believe she cared much for children, and by the time I knew her she was already pretty much gone to Alzheimer’s.

Still, her ridiculous jewelry collection kind of speaks for her.  Definitely a Sadie Doyle.  Clink!

3 comments on “Not so coincidentally, the Die Fledermaus production we just opened is set in the 1930s.

  1. Aussa Lorens
    October 28, 2013

    I could definitely do with a lot more lounging about in silk whilst imbibing. Might have to put this on my rough draft of New Years Resolutions.

  2. Peter
    October 29, 2013

    Cultivate your taste for the Bubbly, you’ll soon lounge more !!

    • naralesser
      October 29, 2013

      What, are you planning to break my legs? Meanie.

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