Thursday, January 01, 2009
Happy New 2009 Year to allz of ewe
The folks where we live always look askance when his nibs wanders into their store near the end of the year looking for the next year's calendar for me.
I can't read 2/3ds of what's on the calendar, but I like it and I like flipping the one day to the next. So I don't get all the lucky Lotto numbers. So I don't get all the lucky fortunes. So I don't get all the holidays and blessings.
So what.
I like my calendar. So there.
Labels: life
posted by Sal Towse at 9:38 PM|
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: views from the Hill
Bertold Brecht:
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
Everything changes. You can make
A fresh start with your final breath.
But what has happened has happened. And the water
You once poured into the wine cannot be
Drained off again.
