Monkeys Typing Shakespeare

I spent the day with Bongo painting the office. It’s amazing what a difference a fresh coat of paint has on a monkey feces encrusted wall. I considered removing the dried waste but as I mostly spend my time doing scientist-like stuff, painting a wall was not exactly my deal let alone removing old poop.

The place now has a natural, albeit smelly, acoustic dampener. It sort of looks like stucco gone mad. Very retro. Bongo spent about 15 minutes grooming me after we were done painting. He really misses typing and can’t wait until we retrieve his friends. At least that’s what I think he was saying as he devoured the last of the fleas and ticks he found in my back hair.