Posts Tagged ‘Freud’

On The Couch


December 22nd, 2010 Posted 9:33 am

“I know you’re not a big Freud fan,” says Spence.

“It’s not that, exactly,” says Admin. “But none of the biochemical mind/brain relationships were known back then, so his whole edifice is imaginary.”

“Oh?” says Spence. “But did you know about Jofi?”

“Who’s Jofi?”

“Freud’s Chinese Chow. Jofi was in the room for sessions during Freud’s later years. She tended to sit close to calm patients and get patted, but moved away from the anxious ones. Freud talked about her during the sessions. If Jofi wanted to go out, for example, Freud would tell the patient that Jofi didn’t buy what he was saying. He thought the patients were more honest when Jofi was around.”

“Well,” says Admin. “Maybe there’s something to Freud after all.”

“Are you willing to accept there’s more to us than biochemical processes?” says Spence.

“Don’t push me.”

Uh-oh. I shift a bit, just in case I need to get between them.


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Petroglyph Thieves, Continued


June 10th, 2009 Posted 7:32 am

“After which,” Bernie was saying – this was on the patio of the Dry Gulch Steakhouse and Saloon, one of our favorite hangouts – “we found ourselves in this strange slot canyon, so narrow at the opening we could barely squeeze through, me and Chet.” Hey, I remembered that. Had there actually been a little competition about who squeezed through first? I usually do pretty well at those.

“You’re still in possession of the knife at this point?” said Lt. Stine.

“Right. But the perps are gone. We tracked them to the end of the canyon and into an abandoned mine.”

“Bernie,” said Lt. Stine, “you’ve got to stop with the mines.”

“He’s got this strange attraction to them,” Suzie said. “I’m starting to wonder what Freud would say.”

Freud! He’s come up before, no doubt about it. A major perp who’d given us the slip so far, but we nab them all eventually. That’s what makes the Little Detective Agency so successful, except for the finances part. So, message to Mr. Freud: heads up!


A Big Day


February 10th, 2009 Posted 8:39 am

Bernie says this is a big day for us, not sure why. Certainly not on account of business. We’re down to one lousy divorce case. Yesterday we tailed this accountant, whatever that is, maybe something to do with numbers, where I always stop at 2 – which is plenty – to a motel out in the desert where he met his girlfriend, also an accountant. And so is the wife, Bernie says. He thinks that’s pretty funny for some reason. The accountant dude was pretty nervous – we see that a lot – and dropped the key when he was trying to unlock the door. “What would Freud say about that?” Bernie said. Freud? Had we taken down a perp by that name? I thought so. If Freud was back on the scene this case was more complicated than it looked. No problem. Bernie was always the smartest human in the room, plus we had my nose. If you want my opinion, that combo is the secret of the Little Detective Agency’s success, right there. And if Bernie says it’s a big day for us, then it is.


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