I love my kitties-right up until I want to strangle one.
Saturday night, Mrs. Freeholder was off watching something or other on her iDevice, and I was on the computer just fooling around. It had been a long day in the yard and I was tired. I also wasn’t paying as much attention as I ought to have been.
I had the third-from-last Coke Zero (Get Woke, go broke in action) over ice, in a glass on my desk. One of the cats decided that it would be an opportune time to test my resolve about keeping them off my desk. In the process, the Coke Zero went over. Fortunately, the mess wasn’t as bad as it could have been, because my keyboard caught a lot of the liquid.
Mrs. Freeholder and I got it cleaned up from the desk, the floor and the papers on the desk (fortunately, it was the important ones that got soaked) and I tried the desperation move of flushing the keyboard under running water. Fortunately, that only sort of worked. After drying, it is recognized by the computer, then it isn’t recognized, then it is, then it isn’t. Over and over and over.
Fortunately, I do have a spare, a small Bluetooth keyboard originally meant for use with my iDevice. Because it is small and the key caps aren’t on the “correct” centers, it has been on a shelf for a long while. Right now, I’m using it to compose this and it is an exercise in backspacing.
I have ordered a new Unicomp New Model M to replace the Lenovo Model M-ish one. It ought to be here by the weekend. In the meantime, I’m not going to use this instrument of torture unless I’m forced into it. I guess I probably better get a better spare, too.