One Thing Leads to Another?
with apologies to The Fixx

The latest Rolling Stone had a blurb mentioning that Eric Clapton is auctioning off a bunch of his guitars for charity; which is a Right Nice thing for him to do for Two reasons:

One: The money raised will go to a good cause
Two: Fewer guitars in his possession on which to record more dreck (akin to, essentially, the last 20 odd years of his so-called Career...hell...it's too bad we can't get the rest of them away from him, too...but I digress)

The article also specified songs that some of the axes were played on; one in particular was his recent ditty MY FATHER'S EYES.

I may detest most of the last two/three decades of EC's record catalog but I am not immune to an ear worm or two (ear worm is a term to describe those songs that get stuck in your head)--even from Mister-Artist-Formerly-nicknamed-God-- and by merely reading the title of the song above it became firmly implanted in my grey matter. It wasn't long before I started 'singing' the chorus (essentially the title itself) BUT, for whatever reason, I was singing a slightly modified version; namely:

Into my MONKEY'S ARMS...My MONKEY'S ARMS!!!

Over and over again (to the collective chagrin of my wife and dog).

This continued off and on for the remainder of the evening until I happened to catch a bit on the news about Casey the Gorilla.

As it turns out, Casey isn't the least bit interested in mating. The zookeepers (up to this point flummoxed) are now showing Casey simian porn (video of other gorillas getting it on) to activate his libido and...well...you get it.

Into my Monkey's Arms, INDEED.

Coincidence?

I think not.

T