"[w]hat was any art but ... a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose." - Willa Cather, Song of the Lark
Bob Loblaw's Law Blog came in second at the Squealing Pig, and won a big wonking bottle of coconut rum, which will be consumed at a party sometime after midterms.
Ah, to be young and without kids! :) The Common Man is (happily) relegated to Trivial Pursuit after The Boy goes to bed, so that he doesn't eat any of the pie pieces. Mmmm...pink!
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Ah, to be young and without kids! :) The Common Man is (happily) relegated to Trivial Pursuit after The Boy goes to bed, so that he doesn't eat any of the pie pieces. Mmmm...pink!
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