Fun times Friday

Here, have a ridicu­lous­ly toe-tap­py earworm:

When I went to see Les Clay­pool when he played Win­nipeg, I was pret­ty thrilled when he opened with this lit­tle dit­ty. It’s long been a favourite of mine. I hope you enjoy it too.

Whoa. Psychoanalytic criticism.

Some­one, back in 2013, took it upon him­self (or her­self) to run my vignette “Eat­ing Every­thing That Ever Was” ([avail­able in “Sev­en Very Short Sto­ries”) through the lens of Freudi­an lit­er­ary criticism.

And here it is.

My sto­ry starts on the 7th click, and the analy­sis hap­pens on the 8th. I had no idea I was writ­ing about a mother/son dynam­ic. (Though I sup­pose you could argue that I always am; that we always are.)

This is awe­some. (Also com­plete­ly kosher, per the CC that the sto­ry is licensed under.)

Overheard on campus

Walk­ing behind two students:

1: Let’s kick this thing! [Super-enthu­si­as­tic]
2: Sor­ry, what? [Slight­ly confused]
1: Nothing.
2: Did you say some­thing about cake?

Then both of them cracked up.

Then, later…

As my cow-ork­ers and I were head­ed off for cof­fee, one of the Library staff said, “There’s free cake in the board room fridge. Help yourselves.”

Full cir­cle, man.