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
Saturday, August 10, 2024
SATURDAY VIDEO...08-10-2024
Watch this Chinese craftsman paint perfect artwork inside tiny snuff bottles...
Amazing!
ReplyDeleteNo Way! Amazing!
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Donna
Wow
ReplyDeleteHe's put a lifetime, I'm sure, into perfecting this. Amazing.
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