You heard it here... fourth...

So, Jen and Ben got married in the islands. Turks and Caicos, to be precise. While I question their location- why there, dudes?- good for them! Yay, Jen! You got 'im! Papa Garner'll stop glaring at you! Ben, if you start drinking again, I will hunt you down. I do not play.

And? The pictures of Jen in the islands? With none other than Mr. Victor Garber.

Mel: Married? Oh, gosh, Madi...
Me: It's okay. She's a big girl, Mel.
Mel: I know, she's having a baby. But...
Me: Shhh. I know.

There are sharks on MIAMI BEACH.

I mean, we had two shark attacks in three days up in the panhandle - (side note: Fucking Panhandle. They don't want to be part of Florida, and we don't want them either. Please, become your own state. We hate you.)- a sixteen year old boy who lost his leg, and a fourteen year old girl who was surfing who DIED BECAUSE SHE WAS EATEN. Now they're on Miami Beach. The freaking HELL, dude?

Today, after my nap, my sister was watching a program on location haunting because we're both a sucker for them. On a commercial, they were having an ad for some CD of like, 36 of The Best Opera Songs Of All Time, or something. I was sitting there, talking to Ma, and suddenly I hear the song Roberto made out with Nadia to in "The Orphan."

You know. The song that haunts me because I would hear little snippets of it everywhere and COULD NEVER FIGURE IT OUT.

So, I look to the screen- and miss the title as it scrolls up. Dammit.

I go to the website and stare bewilderedly at all 36 titles of The Best Opera Songs Of All Time, knowing I will never, ever be able to guess.

Go to yahoo. Type in 'alias "the orphan" music'. There's a thread on SD-6. The title. The composer.

D'oh!

There are about nine titles-Lakmé de Délibes, or something like that is the composer, it's called "The Flower Duet" or "Dôme èpais le jasmin". At least I got it so IT CAN STOP HAUNTING ME.

ETA: *Mel walks up holding my copy of 'Daredevil.*
Mel: Can you believe these two *points at Daredevil and Elektra* are married? *points to Elektra's tummy* Having a baaaaaby.
Me: Put that down.
Mel: ACCEPT!
Me: Accepted! Freak.