Monkey time

As it happens, in my iTunes library, Alan Parsons Project Eve is just before Alanis Morissette So-Called Chaos. The two albums are getting a lot of play tonight. In case you hadn't checked back in a while, Alanis isn't angry and scary anymore, in fact, she's downright whimsical on this album. I just love how her lyrics twist and turn in a conversational yet completely poetic way, and lyrics like "You are a sliver of god on a platter" and "how to sabotage your fantasies through fear of success" - wish I'd said that.

Eve, and really any Alan Parsons Project from Pyramid through Eye in the Sky, all that music makes me think of high school. That's a good thing and that's a bad thing; shit happened to me in high school I'd just as soon forget about, but luckily, Eve isn't ruined for me as a result. The album takes its general tone from the story of the Garden of Eden, and it got me to pondering the nature of evil and original sin.

Okay, so it didn't. It really just gave me the idea to take monkey pictures. I was gonna go all bullshit and philosophical on you, but I think you'd see through that pretty quickly, so I'll save us all the trouble and skip the crap.

As a gift to You, the Internet as a Whole, for being so very generous with me as I stumble through major life changes, I would like to confer upon you the permission to do the following, so long as they are all done in the spirit of "naughty tingly evil and not harming anyone evil":








Or, as the noted existentialist KC once instructed:
Do a little dance
Make a little love
Get down tonight

And just to let you all know that I really am okay (such a relative term), here's photographic proof of me in my lucky robe with my guardian angel close by:




Why yes - I am running on very little sleep. How did you guess?

Addendum: in Gmail, I was just given a blurb across the top that reads:
Ask Yahoo! - How many states allow a resident to marry a cousin?
Why, god, why?