Mozart turned 250 today. He's older than dirt. He probably is dirt. Ever heard the one about Mozart's grave?
So one day, some tourists from the U.S. go to Vienna to see Mozart's supposed burial place. They walked around looking at the old landmarks, imagining what it was like when Mozart was alive. Soon, they come to a grave marked "W. A. Mozart – 1756-1791." While they were standing there, they heard a strange melody. They couldn't figure out what it was. The next day, brought by their intrigue, they came to the grave again. Again, they heard the same thing. One of them mentioned that it sounded like the overture from The Magic Flute being played backwards. Bewildered, they returned home to think about these strange occurances. At dawn, they returned to the grave, hoping to hear the strange music again. This time it was distinctly his 40th symphony being played backwards. They spotted a groundskeeper there, trimming some hedges near a fence, and asked him why they heard this odd music.
He replied without fanfare, "That's just Mozart decomposing."
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA. It actually was supposed to be Beethoven, but I modified it. If you've got a good joke, leave a comment.
Matt's going to the "A Prairie Home Companion" live broadcast from Purdue today (Saturday). I'm so jealous of him. He's taking his family. What a nerd!!! I only say this because I'm so enraged with envy. But, I'll listen to it, and pretend like I am back at Purdue, sitting in Elliott Hall of Music, with a lapboard not quite fitting on the armrests, with a CHEM116 exam sitting half-filled-in in front of me. Wait, that's not right. I'll pretend like I'm back at Purdue, sitting in Elliott Hall of Music, with a lapboard… That's the same thing. Anyway, I'll listen to it. And enjoy Garrison Keillor's storytelling.