tales from an ordinary world

1999-03-03

There's a dead fruit bat on the nature strip (how appropriate) up the end of the street. I must say it's looking rather flat. And all this time, when I thought I could hear bats in the night, I thought I was imagining things, or that it was possums, or cats, or something else instead. Another mystery solved ?

I don't quite know why, but I've been making so many lists this week, mostly on Post-It Notes. It made me all too aware that I rely far too much on them to remind me to do stuff. And whilst my PalmPilot is handy for taking lots of notes on, I can't stick it on the side of my wallet to remind me to do something :)

I just cleaned a surprising amount of lint off the wheels in my mouse (I never really managed to cope all that well with a trackball, even if they are more ergonomic). No wonder my pointer was jumping all over the place, I can't imagine how it would have worked at all...