Yesterday I had to talk to a city prosecutor about a case she is trying (auto accident, the woman receiving the ticket is fighting it). I was the witness. I had major surgery 3 weeks ago & didn't get to court under my own steam. Before the trials of the day I was pulled aside for our interview and though I wasn't feeling good my brain is still working. After a brief description of the accident, I told her that at the scene that the driver at fault kept telling everyone "but I had the light." I told the prosecutor that is was rather Shakespearean - the lady protested too much. That brought a satisfactory grin to the prosecutor's face. :) I wasn't feeling my most confident in the situation, but dropping Shakespeare into the conversation seems to have been just the right touch.

To conclude this non-sequitur post, songs and Shakespeare reminded me of on the the best ever April Fool's stories NPR ran. In 2006 Alice Furlaud yanked listener's chains with a report about a Cape Cod impresario seeking to rewrite the world's tragic operas. It really made me squirm before I remembered it was April 1.

Now back to mental health and Shakespeare.