Saturday, November 3rd. William Shakespeare's Thought For The Day:

[Aristus]

"Our revels now are ended..."

The Tempest, Act IV, Scene 1, Line 148.

Once again, The Bard returns to Stratford for a well-deserved rest with Anne, Susannah and the twins. Declining attendance and lukewarm reviews have convinced him to extend his hiatus indefinitely this time. But one day soon, he may return to the stage to skewer the right-wing newsmakers again. Will wishes to exit with: "Good night. Good night. A thousand times good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good night till it be morrow..."

Exeunt all

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. My dear Aristus...

What sad view is this?

Are you saying goodbye to us?

It sure feels like it, sweetie... :cry:



:hug:

:loveya:

[Aristus]

2. I was just running out of ideas, CalPeg.

Then I'd post a thread and no one would reply; I'd just kick it all day. I'll come back to it again, I'm sure. Don't worry. I just need a break, that's all. As long as Will has a loyal fan like you, he'll keep coming back for more. B-) :loveya:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

3. That makes me sad...

But do what you need to do...

And hurry back to us who love you...:loveya:

[Aristus]

4. Oh CalPeg...

:hug:

[Aristus]

5. Evening kick.

:kick: