MMeM, Vol. 8 Issue 40 – SAY THE NAME! PLEASE!

In my world that wouldn’t change a damn thing.

As is always the case, this one’s on me. I have never known how this musical is said, pronounced, or even referred to at all for that matter. In fact, there may be some secret to the whole thing that part of the story is that the name of the show NEVER GETS SAID OUT LOUD. So, last night I see a commercial showing the very familiar script with this title EVERY FREAKING TIME this comes around.

The voiceover on the commercial goes on to announce that this most successful best musical OF ALL TIME IS GOING TO COME TO THEATERS this Christmas. I’m thinking, “Finally, I’m going to hear how one says this title and I’m going to pay attention!”

In my defense, I’m male. It’s a natural response for me to completely shutdown all sensory inputs when confronted with anything even implying “a musical”. And I was in musicals in High School! But, of course I wasn’t in musicals for the art of it. I was in musicals for the same reason I was in Choir, Band, and Madrigals. They all had girls in them. It’s true, they did.

Maybe the reason the voice over guy on the commercial didn’t say the name of this “musical” was because since it’s the best one ever, surely everyone knows its name, right? Wrong. I have managed to not pick this up my entire life much the same way that I have kept 4 solid long years of Espanol out with the exception of “Where is the library?” Where is the library? Really? Even when libraries still served some purpose who would ever be in a foreign land asking for one where all the books were sure to be in a language other than yours? Stupid.

Ok, well maybe this Christmas there will be a Christmas Miracle of some kind and I’ll finally learn exactly how this damn thing is referred to once and for all. Otherwise, I’ll continue to never refer to it at all and in my world that wouldn’t change a damn thing anyway.

Maybe I’ll continue to see this picture, knowing full well what it refers to, but having no way to even mention it at all. I guess that’s why they always leave the damn words off anyway. Whatever.

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