A week ago, I stated, in response to a comment from a friend who was having difficulty making the words of the sedra names match the tune of America, that I had actually made a recording, but that my voice was so ropey that I wasn’t prepared to share it. (I think I have air conditioning throat.)

Now here we are, a week later, knee-deep in medical appointments (just routine check-ups; all is well), magazine editing, and preparing for when we kidnap Raphael and bring him back here on Tuesday for some nana and grandpa time. All of which means that, even though I had a topic in mind for this week, I’m going to take the embarrassing but easy way out and share with you my croaky voice.

Suffice it say that Tom Lehrer remains unchallenged. I’m not giving up the day job just yet.

Normal service will, I hope, be resumed next week, but meanwhile, you can suffer the rendition here. If you feel cheated this week, just drop me a line and I’ll send you a complete refund of your subscription fee.