Shoes, Ships, and Sealing Wax

And not a drop to drink

Work's a charlie foxtrot. It involves a leak...the real kind, with water where it should not be. (Like, for example, under my desk.) We actually got a free day off out of it yesterday, when the plumbers were there shutting off water, and I'd be pretty happy with that if the water under the desks were under desks not mine.

So without my computer at the office (guess what sits on the floor under my desk?) not only is my productivity shot, so was today's feeding of the Internet addiction.