that funky monkey

In a stroke of un-genius last week, disguised as an effort to cheer myself up, I set my SK2‘s ringtone to Beastie Boys’ “Brass Monkey”. I did not consider the possibility of waking up at 05:00 this morning to the heartfelt strains of THAT FUNKY MONKEY echoing throughout the MSG‘s place. We hadn’t gotten to sleep more than a half-hour prior to this serenade. I was relieved to discover that it was no family or flatmate emergency, but merely my student assistant calling off sick. Then I realized that the student was scheduled to open the library at 07:30. I am due in at 09:30 on Mondays, in order to stay late to cover for one of my employees, who is taking a graduate-level course on Monday afternoons. Instead I dragged myself...