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JimB

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm

You are reading from the book Today's Gift.

Nothing is more difficult than competing with a myth. --Francoise
Giroud

Sometimes we think we need to try and be something we're not. Maybe we
feel pressure from friends to behave or dress like someone else. All we
need to do is remember when we were younger and dressed in our parents'
clothes and shoes. We pretended to be grownups, and it was fun for a
while. Then the huge shoes on our feet grew clumsy and uncomfortable
and the mountain of rolled-up sleeves kept falling down and getting in
the way. Soon we grew tired of the game and stopped pretending. Today
when we start feeling the pressure to be someone else, let's remember
how hard it is to play a role that doesn't fit us.

What can I do today that is most like me?

JimB

Charlie M. 1958

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm

JimB wrote:
> You are reading from the book Today's Gift.
>
> Nothing is more difficult than competing with a myth. --Francoise
> Giroud
>
> Sometimes we think we need to try and be something we're not. Maybe we
> feel pressure from friends to behave or dress like someone else. All we
> need to do is remember when we were younger and dressed in our parents'
> clothes and shoes. We pretended to be grownups, and it was fun for a
> while. Then the huge shoes on our feet grew clumsy and uncomfortable
> and the mountain of rolled-up sleeves kept falling down and getting in
> the way. Soon we grew tired of the game and stopped pretending. Today
> when we start feeling the pressure to be someone else, let's remember
> how hard it is to play a role that doesn't fit us.
>
> What can I do today that is most like me?
>
> JimB
>

Some days I feel like I'm *still* pretending to be a grownup, and the
shoes and clothes don't fit any better now than they did back then. :-)

Charlie M.
JimB

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm



On Jan 26, 9:02 am, "Charlie M. 1958" <charlesmarsh...@hotmail.com>
wrote:
> JimB wrote:
>
>
>
>
> shoes and clothes don't fit any better now than they did back then. :-)
>
> Charlie M.


So true. I do have to shave, though ;-)

JimB

Chronocidal Charlie

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm

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Charlie M. 1958 wrote:
> JimB wrote:
> Some days I feel like I'm *still* pretending to be a grownup, and the
> shoes and clothes don't fit any better now than they did back then. :-)
>
> Charlie M.


The drama of life for most people is a script by societal committee
rather than a single playwright, with players drafted, roles assigned
and no option for ad linitium, sort of like a closed unionized shop.

All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
--William Shakespeare, As You Like It, 2/7

Ernie sez Hi, ;-)

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Chronocidal Charlie

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm

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Chronocidal Charlie wrote:

> and no option for ad linitium, sort of like a closed unionized shop.

ad libitum

Ya daft old fat fingered fuddle XXXX.

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Fred Exley

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm

> The drama of life for most people is a script by societal committee
> rather than a single playwright, with players drafted, roles assigned
> and no option for ad linitium, sort of like a closed unionized shop.
>
> All the world's a stage,
> And all the men and women merely players:
> They have their exits and their entrances;
> And one man in his time plays many parts,
> His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
> Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
> And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
> And shining morning face, creeping like snail
> Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
> Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
> Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
> Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
> Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
> Seeking the bubble reputation
> Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
> In fair round belly with good capon lined,
> With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,



What the heck is 'ad linitium'?
Chronocidal Charlie

2007-01-27, 9:39 pm

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Fred Exley wrote:
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>
> What the heck is 'ad linitium'?


See my follow up 10th step post and check what keys are adjacent to the
*b* key. Not that I really need any excuses fer my lack of spelen
abilities. ;-)

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