mice

Sorry about the late post. A mouse chewed through some fiber optic cables that supplied internet to the university. The result? Twenty hours without internet there. Mice never cease trying to be the bane of my existence. Today was no fun whatsoever. I’m addicted to being connected–what can I say? No time right now–I need to do my writing. But I wanted to poke in and explain my absence. See you tomorrow!

Fairly on the busy side at work today. Lots of stuff to keep me busy, from web page design to treasure map making–who knew my job would require such a wide range of skills? I’m enjoying it, though. Of course, today’s it’s gorgeous outside, but tomorrow it’s supposed to rain–the one day when I have a chance to go exploring some more here in Maine. Such is life. And in Mouse Wars: Things looked good on the home front for the past few days. D-Con and glue traps had wrecked havoc on the rodent horde, decimating their numbers and demoralizing

1. Eggnog is back in the grocery stores. 2. We have killed 9 mice so far. We are winning the battles, and we will win the war. Like Russia beating back Napoleon, sooner or later, the weather will be on our side. Winter shall severely hamper the mice supply lines, whereas human reinforcements can continue unabated, thanks to the help of local hardware stores and Walmart. 3. It’s in the seventies outside today, with a pure blue sky, and the air is full of autumn.

Three of the vermin have perished so far in this fall’s epic battle. My thirst is not yet slated, though. I can still hear some in the walls, and last night they launched a massive offensive, sending squadrons throughout the kitchen and office, waking up my wife with their merciless scratchings. Of course, I fell back on superior technology to combat the onslaught. My earplugs completely negated their efforts. Still, I’m calling in a D-Con strike today, and there shall be mouse tears tomorrow.