Alex Sinatra
( published 25th November 2002 )

Hi All,

when I was a little boy, I had a fantastic voice. I used to sing solo in church. Then puberty, cognac voice, good bye Sinatra...I never really sang again. Then, over the last years, on each trip from London to Luxembourg by car, I started singing again, testing my voice more and more. I sang everything: French songs, English songs, even Laura Pausini in Italian...and last Friday came the revelation. I bought a microphone, I invested in some tapes, and at home I prepared myself for recording my voice. This would become the big test, the Sinatra in me would finally reveal himself. I sang along a soft song to start with, I looked really professional with my mic, I almost started dancing in the lounge...then the big moment, I rewound the tape and pressed the play button. And soon The Revelation: I would finally find out what I'm worth. And now I know,...I suck! I utterly, disgustingly ridiculously suck...Haaa, how could they let me sing at the karaoke event during the Beaujolais night...the others must have been completely pissed ( or they had no tomatoes to throw )...
Anybody interested in buying a mic and half a dozen of unused tapes?

Have a nice day

3 buddies die in a car crash, and they find themselves at an
orientation to enter heaven.
They are all asked, "When you are in your casket and friends and
family are mourning upon you, what would you like to hear them say
about you?
The first guy says, "I would like to hear them say that I was a
great doctor of my time, and a great family man."
The second guy says, "I would like to hear that I was a wonderful
husband and school teacher who made a huge difference in our
children of tomorrow."
The last guy replies,
"I would like to hear them say...... LOOK!!! HE'S MOVING...!"

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