Oh We Like Sheep

[tealin]

I would like to take a moment to say

I LOVE WOOL.

I have long known it's the best thing for keeping out damp cold, it's incredibly durable, and stain-resistant, fairly wrinkle-resistant as well (yet creasable!) and all-around excellent.

Today I splurged and got some heavyweight wool suiting for the frock coat part of my Halloween costume (which I plan on wearing every winter, not just for one day). It is luxurious. Compared to the odd mystery polyester blend I was working with last year, and to the lining I was trying the pattern on last week, it's an absolute dream to pin the pattern to, cut, pin together, and I expect it'll be magnificent to sew and finish as well.

THANK YOU, SHEEP! Keep up the good work!

21 Sept, 11:27 PM
Not only is it marvelous to sew, it's also incredibly forgiving. O, the rapture of wool.

Comments

[disneyboy.livejournal.com]

I really can't think of anything clever to add here, so instead I'll compliment your incredibly clever title (and I choose to compliment myself on my religious/musical background rather than beat myself for being slow-witted that I got the song reference long before I noticed the clever play on words)!

[magicnme.livejournal.com]

Ditto ditto. You keep the choristers smiling, Tealin.

[twirlynoodle.livejournal.com]

This actually comes from when I was playing in the orchestra for the Sing-Along Messiah. I had never really paid terribly close attention to the words of the Messiah (choral music being pretty much unintelligible to me) but the choir always sounded like they were saying 'Oh we like sheep' which I didn't understand but was amusing anyway. It wasn't until playing from the actual score of the piece that I found out it was actually called 'All We Like Sheep' – silly Handel, leaving out that crucial comma. It was then easy to turn the next line, which I heard from the depths of the string section, into 'who've gone astray,' which wasn't much of a stretch given the established Utahn phobia of diction.

A few years later my former roommate's choir sang the Messiah and I told her this story ... She has since found it impossible to keep a straight face during that movement. Mwahahaha.