Vocal Warmups – Day 10

Kacha papaya pacca papaya Kacha papaya pacca papaya Kacha papaya pacca papaya.

A cheap ship trip.

The epitome of femininity.

The limerick is furtive and mean
You must keep her in close quarantine
Or she sneaks to the slums
And promptly becomes
Disorderly, drunk and obscene.

Linda Blair with great favour confessed,
She’d been exorcised, thus finding rest,
But alack and alas
Her old demon came back
and now the poor girl’s repossessed.

Our way of life resembles a fair. The flocks and herds are passing along
to be sold, and the greater part of the crowd to buy and sell. But there
are some few who come only to look at the fair, to inquire how and why
it is being held, upon what authority and with what object. So too, in
this great Fair of life, some, like the cattle, trouble themselves about
nothing but the fodder. Know all of you, who are busied about land,
slaves and public posts, that these are nothing but fodder! Some few
there are attending the Fair, who love to contemplate what the world
is, what He that administers it. Can there be no Administrator? is it
possible, that while neither city nor household could endure even a
moment without one to administer and see to its welfare, this Fabric, so
fair, so vast, should be administered in order so harmonious, without a
purpose and by blind chance? There is therefore an Administrator. What
is His nature and how does He administer? And who are we that are
His children and what work were we born to perform? Have we any close
connection or relation with Him or not?  – Epictetus

Vocal Warmups – Day 9

The thirty-three thieves thought that they thrilled the throne throughout Thursday.

Research suggests

he was stunned

Mother Smucker would allow no one to tuck her,
Except brother Tucker, who was a Mother Smucker tucker.

Irish wristwatch

After identification of the patient and informed consent, he was placed in the usual supine position.  After induction/intubation with a laryngeal tracheal mask, the patient’s right lower extremity and groin were prepped and draped in the usual sterile fashion with Betadine scrub and paint.  Surgery was begun by anesthetizing the right lower extremity wound, over the medial malleolus, as well as the right groin donor site with 1% lidocaine with epinephrine.  The ulcer was excised with 5 mm margin tangentially using a #15 blade scalpel.  Specimen was sent to pathology for permanent section diagnosis.  Electrocautery was used for hemostasis.  The area was irrigated with saline and then covered with a gauze until later grafting. Template made of defect, and a full-thickness graft harvested from the right groin inguinal crease region along the resting skin tension line.  Full-thickness grafts harvested with a #10 blade scalpel.  Donor site was closed after local undermining using #3-0 Vicryl sutures in Scarpa’s fascia, #3-0 Vicryl sutures for subdermal tissues, and #4-0 Vicryl along the subcuticular layer.  Graft was defatted, cut to the appropriate dimensions, placed in the bed, and secured with running sutures of #6-0 chromic.  It was then covered with a tie-over bolster created using antibiotic ointment, Adaptic, Reston foam and surgical clips.  Right lower extremity was then wrapped with Kerlix, Webril, cast padding, and placed in a posterior splint with plaster and a lightly applied Ace bandage.  Donor site and groin covered with benzoin, Steri-Strips, and sterile dressing.  The patient was extubated and taken to the recovery room in stable condition.  No complications.

Vocal Warmups – Day 8

Sheena leads, Sheila needs.

Sammy Simpson smiled slowly,
“Surely Sylvia swims!” said Sammy, surprised.
“Somebody should show Sylvia some strokes so she shan’t sink.”
Sylvia seemed serious, so Sammy swam six strong strokes.
“So simple,” said Sammy.
Soon Sylvia started swimming.
“Splendid!” shouted Sammy.
“She swims spiffingly.”
Sylvia seemed somewhat surprised,
She swam several strokes – splashed – sank!
“Save Sylvia!” screamed Sammy,
Swimming swiftly shorewards.
Seizing Sylvia, Sammy shouted shrilly,
Some ships soon saw Sammy’s serious situation.
Six stalwart sailors saved Sylvia,
“Silly Sylvia,” sighed Sammy, shivering slightly.
“She shouldn’t start swimming so suddenly.”
Sylvia swallowed swiftly.
“Stupid!” she shouted sharply.
Sammy seemed shocked.
“Sorry Sylvia,” said Sammy.
So Sylvia smiled sweetly.

William Shakespeare
Love’s Labour’s Lost
Act IV Scene III

The King (reading)

‘So sweet a kiss the golden sun gives not
To those fresh morning drops upon the rose,
As thy eye-beams, when their fresh rays have smote
The night of dew that on my cheeks down flows;
Nor shines the silver moon one half so bright
Through the transparent bosom of the deep,
As doth thy face through tears of mine give light.
Thou shin’st in every tear that I do weep;
No drop but as a coach doth carry thee;
So ridest thou triumphing in my woe.
Do but behold the tears that swell in me,
And they thy glory through my grief will show.
But do not love thyself; then thou wilt keep
My tears for glasses, and still make me weep.
O queen of queens! how far dost thou excel
No thought can think nor tongue of mortal tell.’
How shall she know my griefs? I’ll drop the paper-
Sweet leaves, shade folly. Who is he comes here?

Vocal Warmups – Day 7

Coy knows pseudonoise codes.

Three grey geese
In a green field grazing,
Grey were the geese
And green was the grazing.

Sheila’s Shetland pony shied,
Shooting Sheila on the shore.
Shaking Sheila, stupefied,
Struggled homeward stiff and sore.

Pretty Polly Perkin polished pastel plates
and plaster plaques.

To his left the ground sloped downward through a narrowing perspective
of house-fronts and roof cornices to faint white mist, in which one
could see some cattle moving vaguely, and beyond which, if one knew
that it was there, one might just discern a wide space of common land
stretching away boldly until the dark barrier of woods stopped it
short. To his right the ground lay level, with the road enlarging
itself to a dusty bay in front of the Roebuck Inn, turning by the
churchyard wall, forking between two gardened houses of gentlefolk,
and losing itself suddenly in the same white mist that closed the
other vista. Over the veiling whiteness, over the red roofs, and high
above the church tower, the sky of a glorious July morning rose
unstained to measureless arches of blue.

Vocal Warmups -Day 6

For a change of pace today, try reading each of these multiple times, with different emotions each time: anger, sadness, happiness, etc.

Denise sees the fleece,
Denise sees the fleas.
At least Denise could sneeze
and feed and freeze the fleas.

Self Reliance
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept
the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your
contemporaries, the connection of events. Great men have always done
so, and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age,
betraying their perception that the absolutely trustworthy was seated
at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all
their being. And we are now men, and must accept in the highest mind
the same transcendent destiny; and not minors and invalids in a
protected corner, not cowards fleeing before a revolution, but guides,
redeemers, and benefactors, obeying the Almighty effort, and advancing
on Chaos and the Dark.