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, February 11, 2006
Telephone Picture
Tandy sent me this picture of Ryan on his new picture cell phone. I'm waiting for them to send me a video next.
Tandy sent me this picture of Ryan on his new picture cell phone. I'm waiting for them to send me a video next. 
are you sure that's not really an old picture of tandy?
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