Conversation over dinner at Arisia:
Me: "So come to my house-"
Feste, singsong: "Come on-a my house..."
Me, bursting into full song: "a my house, I'mma gonna give you candy... come on-a my house, a myyyy house, I'mma gonna give you EVerything, and-"
Feste: *bemused and adoring grin*
Me: "What? You're expecting me not to know Rosemary Clooney?"
Everyone should know Rosemary Clooney, you guys.
(I was raised in the '80s, but my true musical childhood is the 1940s and '50s.)
(Now I nap.)