Thursday, November 29, 2007

femme sax

between sambhar lessons i squeezed in my sax for dummies hardbacks. it takes some getting used to. i can tell my sa from my ni now. just like i can tell good asafoetida from bad asafoetida. and idiots like you behind the camera will always dig the novelty of a sari clad woman blowing the sax carnatic ishtyle.

but as with the rest of the dreary world, i too need to find support for my head. and worry about rin soap and the children's homework and the maid who's been shirking. after this barnumesque show, i too need to return to colour television.

3 comments:

Restless said...

hahahahaha.....

dundeeeee..... be nice to her

lol

Hari Potter said...

:D
Poor thing. All those things to think about. No time for sax. hehehe

duende said...

teehee