Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
BOSS MIKE
The rooster has really got it in for Mike. Old Boss Hog tries to attack Mike when we go near the pen. Ron suggested Mike take a bucket of water along and when The Boss charged him, Mike should throw the water on the rooster. That was done yesterday. Mike took aim and drenced the charging fowl fellow. Now the rooster avoids the boy and we've changed Mike's name to "Boss Mike".
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