Siegfried did what to Freud's mother's white lion?

Conversation over dinner tonight with my 21-year-old son Joel

me: I think that was a Freudian slip.

joel: Yeah.

me: Do you know what a Freudian slip is?

joel: Uh...I think so.

me: No, you don't. Do you know who it's named after?

joel: Yeah, that Freudian dude.

me: Yeah...?

joel: ... [blank look from across the dinner table]

me: Ever heard of Sigmund Freud?

joel: [after a slight pause] Didn't he have something to do with white tigers?

me: What are you talking about?

joel: White tigers. He used white tigers. [now uncertain] Or something...

me: ARE YOU REFERRING TO SIGFRIED & ROY??????? The performers?

Oh.my.damn. I haven't laughed that hard in a very long time. What makes it even funnier is that Joel started a web design firm last year. The name of it? PixelEnvy. I asked him a little while ago if he knew what the name of his business was a spin-off of. He did - and correctly answered "penis envy." But he had no idea that was another Freudian concept.

Must.re-educate.young.

Cleverness Gone

In its place there is tired. I'm going to bed...just in case you were wondering where I am. In about 4 1/2 minutes you will find me there. Tucked deep under the covers, pillow over my head, ceiling fan and floor fan on despite the a/c that's running. Meat locker cold, right? Yeahhhhhhhhh. Crisp, clean high thread count cotton sheets. Nice, fluffy pillows. Complete dark. Only the sound of the fans lulling me to sleep.

Okay, I've convinced myself.

'night

Me