tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18101458.post6638699565004043459..comments2024-02-16T15:14:36.719-06:00Comments on Wet Noodle Posse: Rain and bicyclesMJFredrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06881706931355203700noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18101458.post-56093850953684502372007-09-17T12:18:00.000-05:002007-09-17T12:18:00.000-05:00Husbands should never be trusted with one's car......Husbands should never be trusted with one's car....<BR/>Mine always fiddles with the radio, so that it becomes programmed in a way that I can't find my favorite stations.Diane Gastonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14770373530197339170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18101458.post-38560199371283322912007-09-15T13:51:00.000-05:002007-09-15T13:51:00.000-05:00Oh, man. Guys often seem to have this insane optim...Oh, man. Guys often seem to have this insane optimism. "Oh, it'll only take twenty minutes. We won't be late." "It won't be that dirty. I don't need to wear gloves." And the infamous, "I can get there before it starts raining." They'd rather clean up the mess later. I'm forever running up to Joe with drop cloths when he does some drywall-dust intensive project (cutting holes, installing a new wall lamp). It just doesn't seem to occur to him that it's easier to cover stuff up to begin with and shake out a few cloths than to vacuum the whole world afterwards.<BR/><BR/>My sympathies. I hope your car doesn't mildew.Esri Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00912657945785764363noreply@blogger.com