Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts

Sunday, October 20, 2019

October 20, 2019



Heartbreaking loss. All credit to the better team.



$10 win! New look.



Things changing big time within my current employment. I'm lucky that I have options. Still disconcerting. As the above quotes show: living in the now is important. Nobody cares of things one has done. What can you do now and going forward is the key. Sports has alway taught me this concept.

Monday, April 11, 2016

April 11, 2016



This book came in a gift basket after another devastating loss of a family member. I now read a meditation every morning.



XVIII.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.

Monday, December 8, 2014

December 8, 2014



Every year I find this ornament and it is now part of my tree. The Banana-heads that is.



Still not ready to put up a tree yet but I did get a wreath and a metal door hanger.



Sonnet 116

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 wandering 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.



Sunday, October 31, 2010

October 31, 2010 - Happy Halloween !




Google has a nice Scooby Halloween theme. Good contrast to the updated Zombie Hunter.



In my library, a good read. Reminded this morning that he died on Halloween, October 31, 1926.



51 Random Facts About William Shakespeare.



Today's NYT Magazine On Language references a Jargon Dictionary of Hacker's Terms, Circa 1991. Fascinating reading, I got a kick out of this one:

cargo-cult programming: n. A style of (incompetent) programming dominated by ritual inclusion of code or program structures that serve no real purpose. A cargo-cult programmer will usually explain the extra code as a way of working around some bug encountered in the past, but usually neither the bug nor the reason the code avoided the bug were ever fully understood (compare {shotgun debugging}). The term cargo-cult is a reference to aboriginal religions that grew up in the South Pacific after World War II. The practices of these cults center on building elaborate mockups of airplanes and military style landing strips in the hope of bringing the return of the god-like airplanes that brought such marvelous cargo during the war. Hackish usage probably derives from Richard Feynman's characterization of certain practices as "cargo-cult science" in his book `Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman' (W. W Norton & Co, New York 1985, ISBN 0-393-01921-7).