Safety Fork, the

My senior year of college, I didn’t have anywhere to put a regular alarm clock next to my bed (when I built my custom double-bed-over-desk loft, I omitted an alarm perch), so I used my iPod plugged into my computer speakers. The ultimate problem with this arrangement was that I eventually developed an aversion to any song I picked to be my wake-up-call.

Which is why, I suppose, I was a little startled at work today when “Toccata and Fugue in D Minor” started playing—I was listening to a bunch of classical music; I should have been expecting it. But I was pretty involved in debugging my new table view, so at those first notes I sat up straight and immediately thought, But I don’t want to g—oh.

It’s a shame, but I know I’ll get over it eventually. I’ve watched The Blues Brothers enough times in the last six months that I can once again listen to “Sweet Home Chicago” without a similar reaction.

Also, there was this one squirrel.

I was promised many squirrels. You know who you are.