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
Friday, February 09, 2018
JUST ONE
Can't resist posting this single Friday Funny. It really cracked me up. And yes, my son sent it.
Oh that IS a good one. Maybe the best one yet.
ReplyDeleteNow that is funny!
ReplyDeletehahahahaha.....I like starting my Friday like that.
ReplyDeleteMust share it with everyone to start their day off.
ReplyDeleteOh, that's a knee-slapper. Love it.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE it! Some people are so clever.
ReplyDeleteThat is really funny but now the darn song is now stuck in my head.
ReplyDeleteA big giggle.
ReplyDeleteLove to end the day with a laugh too!
ReplyDeleteLove that Johnny ash song! Play it finger pickin' on my guitar too!
ReplyDeleteN let that lonesome whistle-- Blow my Blues away ---!