I was feeling rather glum yesterday afternoon, but then I had a lemon square, fresh and warm from the oven, and life was much better. In addition, I feel oddly cheered that other random people on the Internet also found this video frightening when they were small children:
In fact, hey, I’ve got one of those in my ceiling right now. . . I’m not sure I’m going to be able to sleep at night.
And with John Armstrong deconstructing xkcd, I’m tempted to flex my own Critical Theory organs and dissertate on how Sesame Street‘s “I Beam” segment indicates the construction of personal identity is a violent process.