The Crabapple Cove Courier

Couldn't find a photo of him reading the paper.

I read yesterday's paper this morning. I often delay the pleasure because there are only three per week, actually because I often forget what day it is. Anyway.

The choice item yesterday/today (WHATEVER) is this classified notice :

"Epson Printer/Scanner
scanner works great,
printer doesn't work
the greatest, been
told it is something
simple if you know
what to do $40 o.b.o.
[tel #]"

Musings:

1. After you read it a couple of times, it's like haiku.

2. Small town newspapers rock.

3. Hawkeye would definitely read this one out loud.

4. I bet I could fix it.

{Sip coffee.}

Questions:

1. Who told him it was something simple?

2. Did anyone proofread this and gently suggest different wording?

3. Will he get more than one offer?

4. What would my $ offer be?

{Sip coffee.}

Sanity, i.e. meds reasserting executive function:

1. I don't need a printer.

2. I would never get around to fixing it.

3. I have plenty of broken stuff already.

4. I'm broke.

Bonus points if you comment in haiku form. This means you, Rae.