The Queen's iPod

As many of you have probably seen already Barack Obama gave the Queen an iPod when he was in London for the G20 summit. I couldn't help, but wonder what was on the iPod and then I found a list.

This was on it:

The Impossible Dream from Man of La Mancha

And this one:

If I were a rich man from Fiddler on the Roof

And finally this one:

Diamonds are a girl's best friend from Gentlemen prefer blondes

The full list of all of the songs is here.

YouTube Fridays

This first song is dedicated to my blog older sister FranIAm.


Fiddler on the Roof- Tradition

This song is dedicated to my brother and sister-in-law who are going to see Avenue Q this weekend and to my parents who say it last weekend. This has been probably my favorite song since I first heard the soundtrack.


Avenue Q- Fine, fine line

Help, my pants are on fire

It seems as though the lovely BAC has tagged me, hey get your mind out of the gutter, she just wants me to pretend I am a politician or some such thing.

Well it seems I should start at the beginning then so that you can get the full picture of my life. I was born in a shtetl in Russia.

I grew up to be a milkman with a beautiful wife and five daughters.

I tried to marry off my eldest daughter after the matchmaker came and told me that the butcher wanted to marry her, but she was stubborn. No, she did not want to marry her childhood friend, so I had to create a nightmare so that my wife would allow me to call off the engagement to the butcher.

My middle daughter begins a secret relationship with a Russian soldier after she is loaned a book by him. I found about this relationship and I forbid her to ever see him again, as I cannot allow a marriage outside of the faith. They elope.

One of my other daughters falls in love with a revolutionary and they break tradition by arranging their own match. They come to me and ask not for permission, but only for my blessing, can you imagine my horror. I do some soul searching and finally relent.

And finally I am told by the town constable that I am being forced to leave my village, my home for all of my life and the lives of many of my ancestors, I will have to go to America.

So that is my story, oh yeah I guess I should tell you my name, Tevye.

So now I must tag others. I tag the Gourmet Goddess, Comrade Kevin, and Morse. I hope I have not double tagged anyone, I probably have as DCup has tagged the entire lefty blogospere, but oh well.

UPDATE: This meme is supposed to be about 7 lies about yourself. That was not clear, sorry about that. So anyone that takes this challenge, just tell 7 lies about yourself.