Strange days, indeed

Something about October makes it a special month for my grades flatlining and the world going all bizarro. Perhaps it's the mid-semester malaise that sets in after the optimism of August and the gung-ho drive of September dissipate; perhaps the fact that people are wearing sleeves.

Okay, now I sound like Big Pete intro-ing an episode where, like, the Petes and Teddy have to break into the high school after it's closed to rescue something for Ellen. At this point in the series, I would surmise Iggy Pop and John McFlemp have already run Artie out of Wellsville. But I digress.

So anyhow, it's gonna be a tough stretch run to get my shit together in Spanish and History of Inquisitions in time to lock my borderline-B's in before Thanksgiving Break. And in the meantime, all sorts of wacky stuff keeps happening. Stuff like becoming a stand-up comic after years of sort of wanting to, forming an aggressively retro 60's-pop band with Jake and assuming the stage name of Sonny Boy, Punching Spree (nee City of Industry) STILL not having played a show or rehearsed with vocals - over a year and a half after the initial practice - despite the fact that we're just really GOOD right now, stuff like... apparently fall is the time of year that the ladies come runnin' when I ring my dinner bell. This next number goes out to none in particular.

Some Other Time

Binary signals going back and forth,
Back and forth
In the Morse dance, the switch you flip - on and off,
On and off
In the way you voice vague needs and wants,
Needs and wants
I hope you know too much ain't enough

Fiber-optic eyes that look me up and down,
Up and down
From your hands to your mouth, it's open-close,
Open-close
You'd fall asleep if you could close the door,
Close the door
We fall asleep still fully clothed

No event horizon pulls me
Over the line
When you keep a mind that
Turns on a dime
If you keep away, I'll
Keep it with mine
'Til some other time

Wireless signals jumping fore to aft,
Fore to aft
Before I act, they send me stem to stern,
Stem to stern
It's either flares up or down-and-out,
Down-and-out
It's always watch-and-learn

Digital fire running base to tip,
Base to tip
In fingers flush with flesh and bone,
Flesh and bone
Can leave me gasping or wait-and-see,
Wait-and-see
Oh, don't leave me alone

[ref.]

{bridge}
You know the language,
So use the privilege
Don't let it languish --
You get me savage
And I'll take anything
Until you take advantage...

[ref., 2x]


Other strange October happenings:
> The Dodgers winning their first postseason series in 20 years(!) with a ludicrously one-sided sweep of the NL #1-seed Cubs
> Sarah Palin having ungodly meltdowns just about every time she's asked an easy, fluffy question
> Me finding THIS on the internet

Most peculiar, mama...