I was listening to the radio the other day when the previously-sane announcer proclaimed, “And coming up next, the biggest song from A-Ha to date!” It was, of course, “Take On Me”. But how nice of her to assume that A-Ha were still, quite possibly, capable of coming up with another hit song several DECADES after their brief moment of glory.
Also, I have found quite possibly the best gelati in the world. Make your way to Federation Square, go straight past the chocolate chili and make your way directly to the gingerbread gelati. You will thank me. Possibly your arteries will not, but who listens to arteries anyway. I don’t want to HEAR about your atherosclerotic plaques. (I really don’t. I did my thesis on this crap. I don’t want to go back! You can’t make me!) Listen to the siren song of the gingerbread gelati instead. Can you hear the little chunks of cake-like gingerbread singing? All nestled in the gelati, getting soft and sticky, calling your name? Wait, that’s MY name. Where am I again? And don’t those rocks seem awfully close?
Hold on tight.
oh my gingerbread gelati! How fantastic!