In Stitches, or: What a Lovely Day for a Youtube

I find watching people knit extraordinarily fascinating. The knitters themselves they fail to understand, but that's merely because they are not Executive Producer Level Donors to the Theatre in My Mind®. Were they free enough with their liquid assets to be awarded this prestige, they would be allowed the concomitant privilege of watching the movies... in my... head. For example, should the knitter make a mistake and have to pull some stitches out, even just one or two, I am invariably reminded of the below:



While we're on the subject of what's going on in my mind, and not too far removed from the subject of Looney Tunes. This is probably the most effective anti-depressant in the world:



Now you see? No matter how big your problems might seem, they do not (most likely) involve a frustratingly stage-frightened amphibian... or Nyarlathotep the Crawling Chaos.