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
Monday, January 22, 2007
JUST TO POST
I have posted this picture just to see if I could. I changed my blog to the new blogger and wasnt' sure if the photo posting would be the same. That is Beth and Ryan with Granny Annie between them. Those two ALWAYS need someone between them. Most of the time it's either their dad or poor Dillon. Look how tall Ryan is!!!!
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HA! you mean you dont look like your profile picture!! Hee hee!!! :) :)
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