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Dead Projector Nearly Sinks Appreciation Dinner at No. 11
When the projector died hours before the Appreciation Dinner, a gaming monitor from No. 7 carried the slideshow and the dining room lights nearly spoiled it.
From The Maple Leaf
4 min read · November 5, 2026
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Memo 212 Meets a Dead Lamp
Memo 212, issued by the office of HOA President Mags Delacroix-Burke, stated that the Appreciation Dinner would proceed at No. 11 at six o'clock, that attendance was mandatory in spirit, and that a slideshow of the lane's finest moments would follow dessert. The memo did not mention the projector, which had its own plans.
At half past three the lamp went dark with a small sound, like a man clearing his throat at a funeral. Mrs. Delacroix-Burke had a table for twelve, forty-one slides and a speech with footnotes. A projector lamp is a small thing until it is the only thing between a president and her footnotes.
She called Tamsin Oyelaran, who runs the lane's repair desk from her garage. Tamsin examined the projector the way a surgeon examines a splinter and reported that the lamp needed replacing, a job for a shop and not for a dinner hour. "It isn't dead," she said. "It's declining to participate. On this lane that's a protected right."
A Monitor Comes Down the Lane
Raj Menon, who had heard the news at the community mailbox cluster, offered the ASUS ROG Strix on his desk at No. 7. It is a gaming monitor, he explained, but it also lists business and photo editing among its uses, and a slideshow is a kind of business. Priya added that the question already had a tab in the spreadsheet, and that the tab was green.
Mr. Pike, passing with the afternoon mail, reported gravely that nothing had arrived for Brenda, the lane's domesticated bear, again, and that he intended to keep checking, as a matter of principle and, he added, hope. Then he watched Raj carry sixteen and four-tenths pounds of monitor up the walk and declared it a good weight for a thing about to be asked to do something important.
The box held a DisplayPort cable, an HDMI cable and a microfiber cloth, and Mrs. Delacroix-Burke's laptop took the HDMI one without argument. Tamsin set the monitor on the sideboard at the end of the table and inspected the cable management. She pronounced it adequate, which from her is a sonnet.
A projector lamp is a small thing until it is the only thing between a president and her footnotes.
Twelve Chairs, One Small Screen
The screen measures 26.5 inches, and Gus Ferreira said so first. He said it was small. He said a man who had built decks for forty years knew what a screen should be, and that he could build that. Nobody asked where he would get the pixels.
Then the slideshow began, and the guests down both sides of the table could see every slide. The viewing angle is 178 degrees, so the person in the last chair sees nearly what the person in the first chair sees. The matte surface took the candlelight and the last of the window without throwing either back at anyone.
Gus's own video was slide thirty-one: a slow, then fast, pan across the deck he built at No. 2. The Strix refreshes 360 times a second and answers in 0.03 milliseconds, and the railings stayed railings all the way along. Gus ate his roll in silence for some time, then asked for the slide again. Mrs. Delacroix-Burke granted it under Any Other Business, a category she maintains for exactly this.
The Caucus Reviews an Application
Seats nearest the screen are reserved, by custom, for members of the Cat-Owners' Caucus. Raj arrived at the table holding a gravy boat shaped like a cat and requested provisional membership on the strength of it.
Mrs. Delacroix-Burke, who sits on the Caucus and holds that sharing a home with a cat is the highest form of human existence, ruled that a ceramic gravy boat shaped like a cat has not yet demonstrated the indifference required for membership. Admiral Biscuit, chairing from a dining chair with his eyes closed, did not object, which the Caucus has long held to be the same as ruling. Raj was seated at the far end.
He saw every slide. Priya noted that the far chair, on the evidence, was a good seat, and that this was in the spreadsheet.
Smart Lights, Plain Screen
Tamsin holds that anything labeled smart is a promise with a firmware update attached, and she left the monitor's AI Gaming features switched off on principle. They are meant for games, she said, and nobody was gaming except possibly Gus, with his deck.
She was right about the other smart thing in the room. During the main course, the dining room lights switched themselves to a scene called Candlelit Evening, and the title slide, which had been sitting there for an hour, glowed alone in the dark like a lighthouse with an agenda. Mrs. Delacroix-Burke said the lights had been learning her preferences. "They learned them wrong," said Tamsin.
She opened DisplayWidget Center on the laptop and used the mouse to turn the brightness down without leaving her seat. The monitor's OLED Care+ functions are there to reduce the risk of burn-in, and the warranty runs three years with burn-in coverage, which she mentioned to Mrs. Delacroix-Burke and which Mrs. Delacroix-Burke wrote in the margin of her speech.
Memo 213 went out the next morning. It thanked the Menons, the monitor and Tamsin, in that order. It placed the dining room lights on formal warning and the projector, lamp replaced, on standby, where it was asked to think about what it had done.
In this episode
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Previously with Mags
- Gus and Doris feud over where his fence ends and her hedge begins until Mags prints both their photos borderless on one 13-inch sheet and the line turns out to be shared.
- The HOA receives a Canon PIXMA TS7720, settles who prints first by invented feline precedent, and sits through ORACLE's statement about itself while Gus retrieves the box from above Brenda.
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