Sunday, December 2, 2007
Calendars exist for a reason. They help you dramatically count down the days to your dreaded dentist appointment, cruelly strike out the remaining dates of your holiday and some other stuff like providing pretty girls with job oppurtunities (yeah, i said girls.. is there a song which goes "i love i love i love my calendar boy"? Didn't think so...). We have the modern calendar based on some ancient historical Greek (i think...) blablablas having months with girls' names which rhyme with apple, gay and prune. Then there is the Lunar calendar which sees months dedicated to ghost-feeding, parades of artificial lions and cake-gobbling which is supposedly moony. Do monkeys have calendars? I wonder...
CHAPTER I DUNNO WAT LA... : I DUNNO WAT LA...
The calendar says it is December. The twelfth and final month of the year. The month after October. Wait... Something is wrong. After October.. isn't it November? I don't remember singing the words "wake me up when November ends" but clearly the Monkey Cage has followed a November-less calendar. Is that the way of the monkey? I guess November's been either a busy or lazy month. However dear readers, there will be a revival. Not much of a Creedence Clearwater's one but still one.. I hope. Within a few weeks, lets pray that the Monkey Cage gets back on track be it on a November-less railway to monkey this and monkey that. Screw calendars. Banana splits are more delicious!
