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,
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Slim and Franke
Happy New Year
Thursday, December 15, 2005
T. RYAN IS THIRTEEN
Happy Birthday new teenager Ryan! Do you kiss the girls and leave them cryin'? Is it true you're quite tall? Do you talk most of all? Hey, keep watch for that loose mountain lion. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TANDY RYAN. WE LOVE YOU!