I spent a good part of yesterday morning mopping up coffee (with cream and sugar) between the extra-small keys of my netbook keyboard. I went through one Sham-Wow (yes, I have a Sham-Wow — thank you, Sarah!) and about fifty Q-tips!
I often marvel at the sequence of events that lead up to moments like this.
Going through my normal morning routine, I made a pot of coffee while the dog ate her breakfast. I have two mugs that I use almost exclusively, despite the countless others on the shelf. As it happened, those two were buried in the dishwasher so I opted for a different one. After I drained the first cup in about three e-mails, I decided it was just too small and I needed a bigger one. So I select yet another mug that I don’t often use. Well, that bigger mug threw my whole posture off and got under my elbow at my desk — where I sit every morning with a cup of coffee — causing me to spill even more coffee all over my keyboard. Terrific.
Long story short, with computers on my mind I was reminded of this post I read last month on Design*Sponge about BookBooks. What a beautiful way to marry Old World and hi-tech books.
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Today, I am back to my familiar mug and typing on thankfully functional keys that have a slightly different tap to them than they used to…