It’s official. Aside from listening to the most orginal, imaginative, psychotic and satisfying album of the year, I’m ready to declare my love for miss Regina Spektor.

Regina!
I caught you on Conan, slapped your album on my ipod, an I can’t stop listening to it. Now, I hear you grew up frum, so let me just bottom line this for you: WILL YOU MARRY ME?
Why, you ask?
See…I had a dream….crispy crispy Regina Spektor came over…then in my dream

Isaac: (whispers) REGINA… REGINA
Regina: (whispers) What?
Isaac: (whispers) When is that song gonna start?
Regina: (whispers) Which Song?
Isaac: (whispers) the song that goes like “Da Na Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah”
Regina: (whispers) Oh, It’s gonna start in a minute, you just gotta wait
Isaac: (whispers) Ok………….REGINA!…. Start it already!
Regina: (whispers) It’s gonna start in a second, you just gotta wait
Isaac: (whispers) REGINA!..Can we get married?
Regina: (sings) no thank you no thank no thank you no thank you no thank you no thank no thank you no thank you
Isaac: (sings) We can go out in style…Won’t you help a brotha out?
Regina: (sings) Maybe you should kiss somone nice…
Isaac: (sings) People are just people like you…and hey, maybe they’ll make a statue of us
Regina: (whispers) You just gotta wait
Isaac: (whispers) REGINA!
Regina: (whispers) What?
Isaac: (whispers) REGINA!
Isaac: (whispers) You’re conta-a-aagious.