It’s funny, no? As I get older and older things seem more and more hectic. Not with me, I’m mellow as… well “spun gold” is the first thing that came into my mind when I thought of that sentence; but, what’s mellow about gold? More importantly, what the hell is spun gold?

I know what you’re thinking, of course, because it’s the same thing I was: Rumplestiltskin! Well yeah, clearly… but I think if we were to approach this technically (and technically is really the only appropriate way to approach this); if we were to approach this technically I would have to stay that, as far as R-to-the-N is concerned, the miller’s daughter was technically working with spun straw; which then became gold. Now spun straw is probably just as mellow as spun gold, perhaps even more so; but, the simple, technical facts are that spun straw and spun gold, though perhaps similar in mellownicity are just not the same thing.

Besides, Rumplestiltskin is a fairy tale, and we’re talking about Life here. Real, mellow Life!

What was I talking about again?