The hell is that clicking. Metronome?
Maybe it's the bomb finally arriving. Or not.
:o) Oh, I do so love a good metronome!
Different clicking. Not anglin' to explain the difference. Need that edge whenever Deuce ships a "present" manor-side.
In my office or in general.
I, er. Instrumentation is... not one of my polished skills.
;o) ...Both.
Really, really appreciate it. More than words can express. Maybe not more than a crowbar could. Where is it?
:o) Why, Mr. Crowbar...Is that not part of the fun? To listen to the ticking and find your focus drawn to it but not have full knowledge of where it is? :o) It's a fun little game we play, isn't it, you and I? :o) You've watched me grow up in this manor. Surely you know all of my best hiding spots by now...
I'd ask who taught you to be a nuisance but. There's a half-dozen contenders. Myself included. Fine. A game of "find" and then. I work.
:o) Hee hee :o) Hoo hoo :o) Haa haa :o) Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find it soon enough. :o) I'll be watching your progress intently.