1. The landlord, who owns our little office building and the building next door, is currently engaged in an activity I'll call "the insurance nightmare." He's washing the sign for the used bookstore.

   There's a problem. The bottom of the sign is about ten feet off the ground and he doesn't have a tall enough ladder.

   His solution? To park in front of the sign and prop up his ladder on the roof of his truck.

   I like this guy, but I want to see him fall on his head just for being so foolish.

2. There's a mouse in my office. I left a bag of potato chips on my desk yesterday and this morning I found it with a ragged hole chewed through the side.

   Sweet. Not since the death of Midi (short for Middle Management Flunkie) the fish have we had an office mascot.

And today Death came for the office mascot, Midi the fish.

Middle Management Flunkie, called Midi by his friends, passed away quietly in the night. We just now noticed.

Those wishing to pay respect may sprinkle fish flakes near the tree under which we threw him.