Back tomorrow.
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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time:
And all out yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player
I'm back at the ranch of the Aged Parents, and preparing to COLLECT REAL DATA tomorrow.
I am in the middle of moving today, getting ready to dismantle my computer and move it to the new house. Phones and internet are scheduled to be hooked up sometime tomorrow, so I should be back online by evening tomorrow.
Just a very short post to tell you all that I've had migraine all day, and am still headachy. Which means no Friday Bookshelf today (maybe tomorrow) and quite possible a delay in Scientiae. I doubt I will get it posted tomorrow though I will try.
Moderator, "If ragheads lay waste to a few American cities, what should we do?"
Presidential Candidate, "Immediate studies must be launched to define supportive modalities for disaster mitigation."
Uncle Al, "One boomer, 20 missiles, 200 thermonuclear warheads... and resupply the boomer. Drill and pump ANWAR until Middle Eastern trinitite cools."
Either kill the hatchery or stop whining about alligators. This isn't about rights, this is about money. A spreadsheet only holds profit and loss.