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
Happy New Year
Monday, August 21, 2006
Excuse me, what century is this?
We worry about equality for women in other countries. How scary is this to be so blatantly going on in the United States? I guess there is a huge number of men and even women who believe this crap. Oops, I'm sorry, was I supposed to be SILENT????
that is nuts!, I wonder what happend after....
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