Walla walla, bing bang

The new experience today at the gym was Old Music. Including Witch Doctor, and now -- you guessed it -- I have the stupid thing stuck in my head, which did not help the early-in-the-day pink-air headache. And may I say that is Positively Pathetic how many of the Old Music on play I still remembered all the words to. Gah. No wonder I can't remember anything actually important; my brain's stuffed with forty years of pop music lyrics.

For the rest of it, the day has been intermittently productive. Chapters 17, 18, and 19 were, as advertised, in need of only minor tweakage. Chapter 20 is another story altogether -- almost literally -- and I'll be doing well to finish the rewrite tomorrow.

Tomorrow, bright and sunshine early: Job training!

And now, I'm going to go read somebody else's words for a while.

Ooo eee,ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla bing bang...