because I like shakespeare

"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing."

(From the Scottish Play, act five, scene five, I believe.)

In other non-Shakespeareian news, Seaners has a cold. Ah, the back-to-school cold. Yay. *eyeroll* But he's happy, so it can't be too bad, I suppose.

Are you supposed to eat kohlrabi skin? For such a tasty vegetable, it's got quite the survival instinct. (I suppose that makes some sense.)