A nice, small white fan with lights. And a couple of months ago, the light switch in the fan started to die. I think it's done now, the death throes have finished. It's bitten the giant schnitzel. No matter how many times you pull the chain, the lights do not come on. It needs a new switch.
So, last night we're watching tv, Brian walks into the kitchen. Pulls the chain. Pulls the chain. Pulls the chain. Pulls the chain...keeps pulling the chain. I finally yelled out "INSANITY!" He started laughing and stopped pulling the chain.
Because we all know what the definition of insanity is, right?