Monkeys learn to play guitar
I normally don’t go to the primate house at the zoo. I don’t know why I felt it necessary to say “at the zoo”, it’s not as if there’s a primate house at the bank. Of course, I’ve never been in their boardroom. I usually find the smell of the monkeys off putting, but my niece really wanted to go, and I can’t resist her, so there we were. I was pleased to discover that the exhibit was well ventilated and while it didn’t exactly smell like the fragrance counter at Macy’s, it was a vast improvement over my past experiences. I was also delighted to find out that the main attraction was a seventy monkey musical extravaganza. That sounded promising. It was terrific and now I really want to know who helped a monkey learn to play guitar. The monkey playing the accordion was also pretty terrific, the flute player, not so much.