Story of the Day 11/20/2011

This is the mouse update.
The current mouse update.
Unfortunately, there will probably be more....
The previous mouse update was that after waiting in a line that stretched down the hall ( figuratively) , it was finally, last week, Aaron's turn to use the yeshivah's mouse trap.

Since they are very economical, and they keep reusing this one mouse trap, and they only have this one mouse trap, which is why Aaron had to wait his turn to use it, I envision it as one of those mighty traps from the 1940's, from when the British were treating "Palestine" as their colony , although, one that even they didn't really want to keep because it had too many Jews in it. Okay, they did want to keep it, which is even odder because not only did they not like them thar Jews, there was no oil.
But back to the mouse trap.
Did I mention that there is one? One as in only one?
Sorry, I am still trying to get over that fact. It may take me a few more years.

So, this one mouse trap which is handed out to kids, in turn...I am trying to visualize it. Maybe this vintage trap even has a lovely little picture of the king on it. The King of England, you know, Elizabeth's dad.

I can imagine this. A nice portrait( maybe a side view) of the king, now with bits of dark brown from the flecks of generations of mouse blood staining it.
And now Aaron finally had his turn with the mouse trap, and he baited it with peanut butter which he had especially purchased for this purpose from the supermarket, and he waited, and he waited, and he waited.

And the mouse didn't bite.

Okay, he did bite. He ate the peanut butter and didn't' set off the trap.
This was after the same picky mouse didn't go for the pistachio halvah or the cheese crackers.
So, he and his roommate decided that it might just take a little longer, they left the trap in place ( with some more peanut butter as bait) and went to sleep.

Until the mouse, feeling ever so frisky, decided to go exploring up and over his roommate's face.

I asked Aaron if his roommate had " shrieked like girl", the thing that Aaron took pride in not doing when he first came face to face (thankfully, in a less literal sense) with the mouse.

"How would I know?" He replied.
Good point. Aaron is deaf and he doesn't' sleep with his hearing aids on.
And this is the kid that can't be woken up by a generic smoke detector.

His roommate was, however, thankful that he had been wearing his hoodie.

I thought about this...why would he care? It is much worse to have a mouse crawl over your face than in your hair and then down the back of your shirt and...oh wait, no it isn't!

At any rate, so much of the kinder and gentler yeshivah students.
Despite the pleadings of the dormitory rabbi to not use those dreaded sticky traps that catch but do not kill, Aaron and his roommate, Aaron, or shodul I call them Aaron 1 and Aaron 2? At any rate, they are headed out to wherever it is to buy some of those mean and nasty sticky traps.