I found out today that Davy Jones of the Monkees died. On 29 February.
I’ve already forgotten what I was doing that day.
But thank god Masaaki Sakai’s okay.
I could say stuff about dominance and submission displays in higher primates, and how that relates to What We Do. But I’ve had a hard day at work, and I’m writing the agent’s letter for “Between the Lines”. It’s surprisingly hard to write that I’m fantastic and people should totally buy my book. I’m going to the movies. Right now I got nothing.