Quotes from the World for Saturday 05/22/V3.1

Little Trotty Wagtail, he waddled in the mud,
And left his little footmarks, trample where he would.
He waddled in the water-pudge, and waggle went his tail,
And chirrupt up his wings to dry upon the garden rail.

John Clare
John Clare (1793–1864), British poet. Little Trotty Wagtail (l. 5–8). . .

Rattle Bag, The; an Anthology of Poetry. Seamus Heaney and Ted Hughes, comps. (1982) Faber and Faber.

Twitter Updates for 2011-05-21

Let’s Walk

Today is Saturday 05/21/V3.1 & its a great day.

I’m going to the American Heart Association Heart Walk, need to leave in 21 minutes.

I’m eating breakfast RIGHT NOW.

What are you going to do today?

After the walk there is a Clarkson Park Clean-Up I plan to go too.  I left AG’s game at work, at least I won’t forget to bring it to work on Monday.

I didn’t fall out of my bed, more pics to come later today.

The word of the day is physiognomy which is the art of discovering temperament and other characteristic qualities of the mind from the outward appearance, especially by the features of the face.  – That’s a mouthful.

Ye Olde World Ending

Well I said that the world wasn’t ending on Saturday 05/21/V3.1 because Vernon J isn’t married.

Well in addition to me not  being married I hadn’t got my TV yet, well I got my TV.

I still ain’t married, so the world ain’t ending.

That is the END of this whole rapture thing, any questions?