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
Thursday, June 27, 2024
Thursday Art and Dinner Date - Sandwich - 06-27-2024
Oh yes, I remember Dagwood and his sandwiches!
ReplyDeleteAnd how did he not spray it down his shirt front?
ReplyDeleteDagwood Bumstead is still in the comics and still eating sandwiches.
ReplyDeleteHe was probably part snake and could unhinge his lower jaw, ha ha. I haven't seen a Dagwood and Blondie comic in decades.
ReplyDeleteDear Dagwood!
ReplyDeleteHow nostalgic! Yes, I remember Dagwood!
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