A sunny cold day in the Finger Lakes. Note the icicles on the south side of the house. Patrick knows they are a result of "bad roofing insulation," but he likes them. He runs out, grabs an icicle with his bare hands, then stands there, restoring his "ice power." He wants me to drive around looking for other houses with bad roofing insulation.
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he can come to our house and check out the icicles... perhaps he'll have words of wisdom?
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