If this blog didn’t have a date/timestamp on it, I wouldn’t have believed you if you told me that it had been nearly a month since my last post. A month? I knew that I hadn’t posted in a little bit, but. . . a month?

Needless to say, I’ve been pretty busy lately. Keeping up (or trying to) with organizing the disc golf tourney I’m running next month, my office just moved locations and has been keeping me busy with work besides, doing the family thing and starting to work more on the yard now that the warmer weather is upon us. It’s just been crazy.

I’ll try and break things up into more bite-sized pieces, but I did have to post about this – I now remember why I stopped playing Mario Kart:DS online. Looking through my catalog of games, I saw MKDS and said to myself “huh, maybe I’ll go on WFC and see if I can still find anyone online.” It’s a testament to the title’s popularity how easy it was for me to find a game in “Worldwide” mode; I don’t think I waited more than 2 minutes total to get 3 opponents in the queue, which is darn speedy in my opinion for a DS game that’s been out for a year and a half. Unfortunately, in my three opponents I found three of the five archetypes that you will find when trying to play MKDS online (the first three were my opponents: I suppose you could put me in the fourth category, since even in my hey-day of playing MKDS I still wouldn’t have put myself in the fifth category).

1. The “Win/Loss Glitch” player – This guy you see who joins the race and you say to yourself “wow, 762 wins and only 23 losses! This guy must be awesome!” No, unfortunately he’s just a guy who plays a lot and knows how to exploit a bug found in the game where he can remove his losses simply by disconnecting before the first race even starts. He fills a slot so your game will start the setup process, but you almost never see him on the track.
2. The Loser – This is the player who has a record of 0-5, obviously hasn’t played much so you can’t really look down on their record if they took the game online and they obviously have owned it less than 24 hours. Unfortunately this is also the player who always drops after they lose the first-of-three races. The Loser is also likely either 8 years old, or at least is as mature as an 8-year-old.
3. The Sore Loser – This guy is much different than The Loser. Probably sporting a W/L rating around 66%, he can beat a lot of the competition out there but he still can’t hang with the big boys. Most skilled players can beat this guy without using items or snaking, perhaps just using a well-placed sparks boost here and there. This is the guy who will go into the third race with you and drop out halfway through when he throws a tantrum after realizing that no, there really is no way he’s even going to take a single race from you, no matter how much you try to let him “keep up with you”.
4. The Big Boys – These are the players who are able to get 3-star rankings in the game (not just on some tracks or GP’s, but have achieved the bona-fide “you have gotten 3 stars on everything” status), race time trials in order to work on their lines, and can snake in their sleep – they also don’t think snaking is “cheating”. You’ll rarely see a Big Boy quit a race, although sometimes maturity issues may make a Big Boy act like a Sore Loser.
5. The MKDS Lifers – Most games have them, especially racing games… the fans of the title who devote their entire lives to being good at the game. The Big Boys can get a flap of 18 seconds on that track? The MKDS Lifer can get a flap of 12.6. You remember the asian kids who took over your college’s computer labs from 9pm until 9am so they could play Starcraft? They’re probably either still playing Starcraft, or have become MKDS Lifers. If you get into a race with them, you already lost.

Last night I really thought I was going to get the little bugger (see my post below) within only a few hours of setting up my traps. I heard the plastic moving and swore i heard a door swing shut; but when I went into the dining room all was quiet, no mouse to be seen and all traps were empty. I gave up after 30 seconds, noting that one of the traps had slid slightly on the hardwood so I wedged it against the leg of the staging table better nestled up against the wall.

I woke up this morning to find more empty traps, but that same trap that had been moved the night before was a full 2 feet away from where I had placed it. Not only that, but it was on its side and the peanut butter cracker was gone. Checked the other trap in the dining room, same story. Unfortunately the straight plastic-on-hardwood was not something that I had banked on fighting, as the mouse had apparently gotten himself in the trap but then flailed around enough so that the trap tipped over, allowing him to escape with the bait.

So, knowing this would only be short-term, I decided to fold over a piece of duct tape and stuck it to the bottom of the traps, re-baiting them as well and putting them back in their places. The workday came and went, but no mice found when I came home. I had already told Jen that if we went another 24 hours and these traps failed, I was going back out to buy the old-school spring-loaded traps. See him try and get away from that.

Fortunately, tonight was a success as once the baby went to bed, it wasn’t long after as I was sitting quietly out on my living room couch that I heard the plastic once again being clawed at. I gave him some time, and eventually went out to check. . . success!!! One captured mouse, sitting inside the trap trying in vain to get back out the way he came in. I did the humane thing and took him out to the front of my yard before dumping him; of course he’ll likely be eaten by a neighborhood cat by sunup. But *I* didnt kill him, and he’s out of my home.

I’m going to sleep well tonight.

So two nights ago I noticed a mouse in my kitchen. Let me just say that this turn of events did not make me happy. Jen and I chased the bastard for about 10 minutes, at which point he disappeared somewhere in my dining room. Where to I haven’t a clue, as I couldn’t even see anywhere he could have run to. We did have the sliding glass door open though during the chase, so we assumed after completely losing him that he must have darted out the door without us seeing him.

Enter 4am last night, when Jen wakes me up to let me know she heard the mouse rustling some plastic bags we had in the living room after a shopping trip (of non-perishables, thank you very much ). Let me interrupt myself here to just say that I’m thankful I didn’t marry a girly-girl, since she isn’t the type to squeal and jump and all that other stuff just because there’s a mouse around. But that said, she also didn’t like the fact that he was still around, so she woke me up to take a look. Sigh. Up I am in the god-forsaken hours of the night, casually looking around when. . . I see him dart behind the living room couch. That bastard.

So began another 10 minute fruitless chase before he magically disappeared into thin air again. So back to bed I went, fully knowing I had a rodent in my house and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it at the time.

Tonight I took a trip to wal-mart and bought four of these traps. . . the ‘Mouse Cube’ is a glorified plastic square tube with one end that has a hinged doorway. The instructions say to put a cracker with some peanut butter on the far end inside the trap, and even spread a very thin layer on the door itself, to bait the mouse. Mouse comes along, sees/smells the peanut butter cracker, noses up the hinged door and once his body gets under the door, gravity closes it behind him and he’s stuck.

Laid out the traps in a few key areas where we’ve seen him (behind the couch, by the dishwasher, and in the dining room) and I guess we’ll just see how this works out. Fingers crossed the thing is already trapped by morning and I finally have him out of my house.