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
Friday, March 08, 2013
Officially the big day is tomorrow 3/9/13 but I'm giving myself the whole weekend to celebrate. Thanks to everyone for your company on these
Great Years in Blogland:) 152,000 page views! Have you learned anything about me? P.S. Who is from my big secret blog follower from Mountainview, California???