When asked how his weekend was..."Weekend was okay. Two o'clock Saturday morning found me, by the light of the nearly full moon, on the roof cleaning my chimney because it had clogged and was filling the house with smoke. (Honest.) The job was on my to-do list because I knew the creosote was building up, but I didn't realize it had gone critical on me.
Other than actually being on a snow covered metal roof at -2 degrees, and getting smoke in my face, it wasn't so bad. Lots of stars, and very quiet at that time of day. And hey - by 3:00 AM I'd crossed something off my weekend chore list."
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You're in glad company.
Harlen's as lucky as lucky can be.
Good luck will rub off when he shakes hands with you.
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