Behold. The latest puzzle that has completely stumped BEQ. For the last ten minutes I have struggling to untangle a Slinky that Tabitha had folded back onto itself, but I couldn't handle it. It was just too stressful a situation. She had her heart set on bringing said Slinky to preschool, and, well, Dad couldn't come through despite my best efforts. Like children eveywhere, Tabitha was playing with it by holding it accordion-style and flinging the coil in big circles. Well, it didn't take long for the thing to become a Gordian knot. But see the thing is, I looked at said puzzle as nothing more complicated than a typical tavern puzzle. I mean, surely to God this was at most two simple movements and the thing would elegantly detangle itself. I mean, this puzzle was created a child turning four in August here! And yet, there I was, stubbornly fidgeting with the toy, twisting it this way and that, making progress in one direction to only fuck it up royally in the other. It was maddening. I mean, this felt less like "dad obligations" and more like "topology thesis defense." So, I must concede defeat.
Tip of the hat to James Martin for the utterly amazingly bad pun in today's crossword.
Share the puzzle. New one on Monday.
UPDATE: Slinky puzzle solved!