Gettin' my thang on

Have you nothing interesting to say?

N-no sir..

Well, why ever not? What did you do today?

I watched telly and ate leftovers...um, asparagus quiche and some sweaty chocolate avec nuts and an apple cold from the fridge. And played squash (lost 5-3, but I'm not cut up about it, it's the exercise that matters). I walked all the way home, too. That's about 40 minutes. I listened to the whole of Mingus' Tijuana Moods on my ipod while I strolled. It starts off hopeful and light-fingered, but ends a bit maudlin and pensive.

Not a surfeit of application then?

Nossir.

Well then, what are you going to do tomorrow?

Oh, tomorrow I'm quite busy. I have to plan a trip, do a spot of grocery shopping. Reclaim my muse. Get my thang on.

Do you even know what that means?

Nossir.