"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
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If it were raining soup, the Irish would go out with forks. So mused Irish poet/dramatist, Brendan Behan. It is raining now, but it ain't soup. Thunderstorm is expected later this afternoon.
Just checked the email here at work. Good news. The groom's father found someone else to do the camcorder duty.
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The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
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