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
What a great shot!
ReplyDeleteThat's why Slim is named Slim and not Gordo.
ReplyDeleteI love your new photo!
You look mahhhhvelous, darlink!!
Lovely smile!
Thanks Monica. I was actually shocked to see that the picture of Slim turned out even though it is not that clear. Throwing a taking a picture at the same time is no easy feat.
ReplyDeleteJamie Dawn, thanks for the compliment on my new profile picture. I think my name should be "Gordo". Anyway I'm wearing my one-of-a-kind chicken sweater from Naples, Florida that my sister gave me two years ago.
you are quick and skilled with said camera phone! nice shot.
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That was some mighty fine shootin' tex!
ReplyDeleteI will admit that I too use gift bags, they are soooo easy to do when you are in a rush, But I LOVE to get BOXES Wrapped and all decorated and camoflauging the actual gift!
ReplyDeleteSign him up!
ReplyDeleteAlas, Cleatus has to throw the ball up and catch it himself. He's pretty good at it tho'. Great shot of Slim.
ReplyDeleteGreat shot, now come over and teach my 10 pound terror that trick ;)
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