42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

I had what one of my coworkers called a morgue moment. The department tends to be quiet (let’s see Mel B. switch that up fast), and so when I remarked on a story that I was editing, dead silence.
OK. Here’s the deal. I was reading a story about no one being elected to a city clerk post. No legitimate write-in candidates, either. I mean, there were plenty of Bill Clintons, Hillary Rodham Clintons, Mickey Mouses, Harry S. Trumans and Donald Ducks. Unfortunately, you have to live in the city, qualify as a write-in candidate, and be alive and real. The story put it in a slightly different way, but the point is the same. The county clerk said she’s used to write-ins, but getting tired of the same names. She was slightly amused to see that a new one cropped up, Spongebob Squarepants. At least it was something different, she said.
It just struck me as funny. So I remarked on it aloud.
Nothing. Dead silence. Well, I thought it was funny, I said aloud.
A coworker e-mailed me and said I’d just gotten a morgue moment. The sports department calls the news copy desk a morgue. Next time he’d laugh, he said.

Well, I was so saddened by the silence that I didn’t crack another story joke all night. Oh well. Perhaps if I brought in my trailer trash alligator clip, I’d have a better time of it. Then again, it’s probably not PC enough.
I had a lot of fun writing the suggested head for it. I don’t remember what it was, but I had one of those aha moments, where you just realized that you’re enjoying something. I doubt any of it was even used, but it was still fun.
In cat-related chatter, my cats have become fascinated by their littermaid box. I thought at first they’d be scared by the noise, but it seems that the boys, at least, are spellbound by it. Often running toward it anytime it goes off. It starts cleaning itself about 10 minutes after a cat has been in there, so I’m not sure if they realize that it does that every time they go pooh.
Pooh! She said pooh.
OK, I’m tired. Watching Ren and Stimpy to wind down. So, get on with it man!
I’m feeling a little less overwhelmed at work. Everything is gelling together, making more sense. Now it’s my weekend, and I hope I remember everything I learned when I come back.