Thursday, November 13, 2008


I guess I'm almost as bad as my father, who used to take me to see the likes of Call of the Wild and The Land that Time Forgot when I was a little too young. Last night, Pooteewheet says Eryn woke up crying because of a bad dream about clay-faced school children. And although she didn't say so, probably meat grinders as well. Can you guess what she was watching earlier in the evening on YouTube?

Addendum: It was pointed out to me that perhaps the real issue was that after letting her watch the video, we put The Wall in her CD player to play over night, and it wasn't until she got to the song matching the video that the nightmare began. In my defense, I did provide her with both The Wall and Pulse as listening alternatives.

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