tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320999636592289224.post593838210398672843..comments2023-08-10T07:52:00.707-05:00Comments on trout fishing in minnesota: Your Attic Is TickingJim H.http://www.blogger.com/profile/08221390745888733656noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320999636592289224.post-72221613316884199832007-10-07T18:35:00.000-05:002007-10-07T18:35:00.000-05:00Rob:Thanks for reading carefully.I suffer from fat...Rob:<BR/><BR/>Thanks for reading carefully.<BR/><BR/>I suffer from fat finger syndrome. And the inability to spot my own mistakes (others' I see instantly). <BR/><BR/>I like how some lines of this poem sit there, teasing the homeowner and the reader. "Your wife is defective, too." "Your attic is ticking."Jim H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08221390745888733656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5320999636592289224.post-89802588335749789492007-10-07T17:52:00.000-05:002007-10-07T17:52:00.000-05:00Ah, you've edited your post. I thought it was the...Ah, you've edited your post. I thought it was the wife who was defective. Not that I have any personal knowledge of Mrs. Mohr that made me think that. It had more to do with the "f" and "d" keys being next to each other.Rob Hardyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05166703109489177628noreply@blogger.com