Tale Of The Plate

When it comes to the story of ravenous consumption of unwanted Halloween candy left at the office coffee station, pictures are with a thousand Skittles:

7:50 a.m.

8:50 a.m.

10:47 a.m.

12:03 p.m.

Dead Mouse

Unfortunately, we’ve got a dead mouse in the house.  Fortunately, it’s not a mouse of the furry, four-legged, cheese-loving, living in holes in walls and getting chased by cats in cartoons variety.

Instead, it’s our ancient computer mouse that isn’t working.  It was doused in coffee as a result of a desktop spill yesterday, and the soaking apparently has affected its innards and batteries enough to render it inoperative.  It’s an incident reminiscent of the old Saturday Night Live “Pepsi Syndrome” skit, where a knocked-over soft drink on a computer keyboard caused a nuclear meltdown.  This morning’s task list therefore will include trying to figure out if there is some way to get the old mouse scampering again, short of going out and buying a new mouse — which might not even be available given the advanced age of our home computer.

And, by virtue of the spill, we are reminded yet again of interconnectedness of our modern world, where every link in the technological chain is important.  It’s great to have a fully functional computer, but there’s not much you can do with it when a working mouse is not in the house.