I guess you're wondering what the hell is going on here at Mung HQ ... or probably not, I hope, since I assume you might have something not dissimilar to a life going on.
As it happens, over the past while, the Mungs have completed their newest album, "Schlungs", a rather surprising effigy of a pop album tossed on a pyre and swept up and added to a Mango Smoothie laced with overproof rum and some prescribed chemicals.
When it was played to me, I found myself wondering what the meaning of life was. Without drawing conclusions on that particular avenue of thought, I did conclude that I had heard something. A series of musical excursions. It's actually not as bad as I was expecting, to be honest. However, it did have an adverse effect upon my cat.
The poor beast has clawed its own ears off. And seems happier for it.
I don't like you ... get over it.
Today is: (just in case you're a moron, or recently thawed out after a cryosleep)