I am taking a little summer vacay. You know what they say, all work and no play… well, doesn’t really apply to me. My work is play. I get to drink and tape myself saying silly things. But, I’ll indulge the idiom. And I will graciously leave you at least a little somethin’ somethin’:
2. The “Word” part. I wrote this. Ya huh. Yes, I did.
Let Me Not To The Marriage of True Minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken:
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Boom! Love wins! OK, you may have gathered, I did not write this. But, it does inspire me. What inspires you?