I've mentioned my penchant for writing my own ridiculous lyrics to everyday songs. Well, today it was Handel's turn. For some reason, our local NPR affliliate chose to broadcast Handel's Messiah tonight and not before Christmas. Connery was just emerging from the bath when "Every valley" was starting. Naturally, it had to become "Every baby shall be exalted", ending with "and the rough babies planed." Connery thought that was just hilarious. He was still singing about planing babies when I left the room. What am I doing to him?
In other news, he is convinced that I have made up the state of "Mississippi" just to amuse him verbally.