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When does summertime come to Minnesota, you ask? Well, last year, I
think it was a Tuesday.
He was a modest, good-humored boy. It was Oxford that made him insufferable.
Terence, this is stupid stuff:
You eat your victuals fast enough;
There can't be much amiss, 'tis clear,
To see the rate you drink your beer.
But oh, good Lord, the verse you make,
It gives a chap the belly-ache.
The cow, the old cow, she is dead;
It sleeps well the horned head:
We poor lads, 'tis our turn now
To hear such tunes as killed the cow.
Pretty friendship 'tis to rhyme
Your friends to death before their time.
Moping, melancholy mad:
Come, pipe a tune to dance to, lad.
-- A. E. Housman
Die? I should say not, dear fellow. No Barrymore would allow such a
conventional thing to happen to him.
-- John Barrymore's dying words
Wethern's Law:
Assumption is the mother of all screw-ups.
Nothing astonishes men so much as common sense and plain dealing.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ankh if you love Isis.
The algorithm to do that is extremely nasty. You might want to mug
someone with it.
-- M. Devine, Computer Science 340
Sunday, 17 May 2026 Michael J. Chappell Contact me at:
mcsuper5@freeshell.org
