Sorry — a cheap ploy to grab your attention, given the recent announcement. I couldn’t resist. But this post is, in fact, about my throat, or more accurately my voice, which is pretty much trashed now for the third day in a row due to a cough and a very loud and a little-too-high-for-me rendition of "We Belong" out at the beach house. I have to admit, I’m getting a kick out of the raspiness of my voice — it sounds different, thicker, sexy. Then again, I also sound a bit like my Grandma Cookie, who smoked unfiltered cigarettes for the majority of her life. If it wasn’t for this annoying cough and my inability to sing along to my iPod when I’m walking down the street (which I do all the time), I wouldn’t mind hanging on to this voice for a while.
Deep Throat
Sorry — a cheap ploy to grab your attention, given the recent announcement. I couldn’t resist. But this post is, in fact, about my throat, or more accurately my voice,…