Spooky Goings On And Why My Cat Is Not To Blame.

Weirdness prevails here today; three strange things have happened.

1/An image was scanned into my computer as a gif file.
2/The grill was on but nobody used the grill.
3/Barbelith is up the proverbial spout.

Weird thing one: This morning I sat down at my computer and found Outlook Express in OS9 open, and a message onscreen saying 'You cannot send this message until you have entered your SMTP details. Attached was a gif file entitled scan.gif. This is weird for a number of reasons. Firstly, I never use OS9 or OE, I use OSX and Entourage. Secondly, I never scan things to .gif files, I scan to .tif files and then convert them. Thirdly, I never scan to an email, I always save the file onto my hard drive and then email it if I need to. Fourthly, I quite simply didn't do it. I left my computer open in Dreamweaver last night after uploading some songs to my site for my brother in law. (And BTW, if you like Coldplay and you want to hear some unusual tracks you can find them here.)

The only unweird thing about it all is that the image scanned in was a 'thank you' doodle I drew a while ago on an envelope, which I scanned in yesterday and had left in the scanner.

Now, it's impossible to open up my scanning software without using the mouse, so it couldn't have been my cat walking on my keyboard. Could it?

Maybe it was the cat...

Weird thing two: The grill was left on. But yesterday nobody used the grill. Yesterday my son had leftover lasagne for tea which was heated up in the oven (not the grill) and husband had pasta which was made on the gas hob. (I didn't have anything as I still feel Christmas fat, but that's irrelvant to this story and I shall save it for another day when nothing interesting has happened.)

So, nobody got up in the middle of the night and put the grill on, but nevertheless the grill was on this morning.

I know for a fact it wasn't the dog as a/he's wearing a lampshade collar at the moment due to a rather painful testicle removal and b/this means he's sulking and does nothing except sit on the sofa looking cross. Plus also he doesn't like hot food.

So, this is pushing it, but I guess it could have been the cat - in a very dextrous mode since you have to turn the knob clockwise to turn the grill on, but still.

Maybe it was the cat...

Weird thing three: Barbelith has gone a little bit mad this morning, you can't post to threads, the whole board is covered with MySQL errors and rather disconcertingly my total number of posts has gone down to two.

This certainly can't be blamed on the cat unless she is a/computer literate and b/has access to the Barbelith servers. But even if she was, and did, since she's too fat to get to London and back in the space of one night she is entirely exhonerated.

So this leaves what?

Leyline spookiness?
Shifts in the planets?
A slip into another dimension?

It's all very strange indeed.

But hey, at least I know it wasn't the cat.