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
Saturday, September 23, 2006
We Kissed Under The Coronado Bridge
There is a romantic custom on Hornblower cruises to kiss your lover for good luck as you pass beneath the San Diego Coronado Bridge. The tradition stems from stories of sailors and Marines returning to San Diego Bay aboard aircraft carriers.
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