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, July 10, 2023
QUESTION OF THE WEEK - 07-10-2023
What is the best practical joke you ever played on someone?
My 49th birthday. My boss (now my husband) painted my office black and had a room full of people to surprise me. So embarrassing.
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I once short-sheeted by brother's bed.
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