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
Monday, May 09, 2005
INTRODUCTIONS
Today the Twylas and Junes met Boss Hog and the Ladies. Ron invented a wonderful metal house for the little girls and put it in the corner of the hen house. This way they have a place to retreat and to harbor their own food and water in case the hens get aggressive. The Twylas and Junes ventured out of their house to the center of the hen house. The Ladies ventured into the hen house. Then the ladies ventured back out. They returned with The Boss. Boss Hog and the ladies grouped in the corner opposite the T's and J's. Each group sent a representative to the middle of the hen house. The big chickens were big chickens. The little girls were very aggressive and eager for some fowl companionship. Soon The Boss strolled over, looked at the five Twylas and the five Junes. Then he turned and marched out. All the gossiping hens followed him, leaving the new girls to stretch their tiny necks and try to see outside the chicken house as they gather their nerve to venture out. To Be Continued
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