Close But No Cigar

So Minge made a passing comment on his blog about there being something hidden there. Which I noticed originally without realising, but now... Now I am on to something, but I think my train of thought is the slow one that hits every station. Why can't my train of thought be the express?

I've figured some/most/all of something he's done, but the answer leaves me at a dead end. I think.

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2 Responses to “Close But No Cigar”

Minge said...

If you're the buffet car, your wife's the first class carriage! Clever cat!

Dan said...

And the worst thing is, she knows it ;) After I ran into the same dead-end over and over with your stuff, I got her involved, and she figured it in less than an hour.