Our coffee pot is a Mr. Coffee, ten cup, thermos carafe, self-cleaning, set the damn thing to make a pot of coffee if we want to–coffee machine.
Or, y’know, this model.
Anyway, the carafe part of it is metal instead of glass, and the bottom plate is also metal (though there isn’t a heating coil in it, as that’d be entirely pointless with the metal carafe). This morning, as I am bleary eyed from working all night on 2phatgeeks and startled by a new revelation or two, I stumbled in a drunken zombie shuffle toward the pot in hopes there were dredges of sweet, sweet caffeine left.
Lo’ and behold, there was!
As I reached down and pulled the coffee pot out, it made that incredible metal on metal sound you think you’d only ‘hear’ in comic books or really bad fantasy movies–the sound of a sword slowly, as well as in a manner deadly–being taken out of a sheath. Also known was: Sssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing!
I processed this with the carafe in one hand and paused like a gazelle before parked jeep’s headlights. Once I understood what had just happened, I put the coffee pot back and removed several times, to reproduce that specific Sssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing!
I then giggled uncontrollably at myself for several moments, poured my coffee, nuked it in the microwave and promptly returned to blog about it. Are you not lucky?
What have you done recently that seemed utterly insane or silly, just because it did something that entirely amused you?
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