You know that saying, about how sometimes things have to get worse before they can get better? Hitting ole rock bottom before you can sproing back up? It’s been that sort of day around here. It started with what will soon be labelled The Great Pants Incident of 2008 (pants as in slacks, not underpants, [...]
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In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take [...]
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