I can't stop listening to this song. I was at a room party at the convention I went to this last weekend and one of the author guests was playing the guitar and singing this song. It has been stuck in my head ever since.
And now, like any good Lovecraftian madness, it will be stuck in yours too.
"I do not think there is any thrill [...] like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success... Such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, friends, love, everything." -- Nikola Tesla
Who thought putting Great Old Ones and earworms together was a good idea? It isn't!
Everybody loves using things as other things, right? Check out my blog at the Cromulent Bricoleur and see one hipster's approach to recycling, upcycling, and alterna-cycling (which is a word I just made up).