
It was the mouse that was screwing things up, not a bad USB port. (Actually, I suspected it was the mouse the whole time, as I really doubt that both USB ports in the back of my computer would go bad at the same time.) Found a decent mouse for a decent price, and it seems to be working fine. Mind you, it's going to take some getting used to, as it's not a contoured mouse so it feels funny after using the old one for the last two years.
Oh, and I found out that the other third shift co-worker, who was out sick last Thursday ended up in the hospital for flu-related problems and dehydration over the weekend. He's back at work, but it wasn't fun for him. Glad he's better, but he really needs to start taking care of himself. (And this is coming from someone who takes horrible care of himself.)
In local news, the Chicken Curse continues. The Chicken Curse, for the unenlightened is the problem that affects the USC Gamecocks, the local college football team, in terms of them sucking liquid monkey ass. Even under Lou Holtz, the Curse never really went away, and with Spurrier now the head coach for the team, the curse is feeling frisky. One player has been removed from the team for drug violations, two members are being charged with a slew of robbery charges (stemming from a series of B&E's), and at least a dozen other players are getting the hairy eyeball for a list of issues. (Like exceptionally poor grades, to the point where they will be removed from the team.)
God Bless You, Chicken Curse.