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
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Despite all our troubles, we still have so much to be thankful for. Our day will be filled with loving family and we are both on our way to good health again. Here is wishing all the best to you and yours for a Happy Thanksgiving.