"[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!
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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