I sent the following e-mail to my wife shortly after I got home this afternoon.

Do you have any compressed air at work? Can you please bring it home?

I have the world’s most disgusting computer problem.

Remember the tiny ants I mentioned? Turns out they’re not in the bedroom.

They’re in MY COMPUTER.

I am NOT making this up. I have watched them coming out of the keyboard at least a dozen times now.

I think an ant crawled in through one of the vents, and did whatever ants do to reproduce, and now I have a computer full of ants.

This calls for a nap.