Tim sent us a bunch of really sweet machines, but for whatever reason the power supplies keep blowing. So when the supply in The Keep’s pfsense box blew, I had Fred replace it with one from a backup machine. He was working pretty quietly in the back room until he suddenly burst from the room kicking his foot and grunting. We had no clue what was going on until we saw a mouse scamper across the floor. It turns out the mouse had made a home inside one of our machines and had a party inside. He chewed through just about every piece of insulation and plastic inside the machine, including every single cable on the power supply we needed to salvage. Right when I though I had dealt with every single computer threat, I shouldn’t really be surprised to find another one.

That's not confetti. But the food and the colors seem to suggest otherwise.

That’s not confetti. But the food and the colors seem to suggest otherwise.

 

The ants are as much at home as the mouse was.

The ants are as much at home as the mouse was.

 

 

This once was a SATA cable.

This once was a SATA cable.