M, drink, dink = much the same when not reading correctly. Funny, I actually did misread dink as drink.
Either way, I was uninspired by my shed drink, except that the clutter of shed detritus of times gone by, which are now irrelevant, was food for thought. All those umpty thousand things we do which seem a good thing at the time soon disappear into an irrelevant time gone by. So why bother in the first place.
Will this post be found by an archeologist in 3000 years and pored over with fascination? Or is it just more shed detritus?
Maybe if I'd dinked instead of drinked [sherry] while looking through some old books - The World's Best Photographs is one I had a look through - I'd have come up with something better.
Did or didn't the Koran get flushed? Will anyone care in 1000 years? Why bother now?
My maudlin ponderings among my shed's sacred junk made me think of "Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing" ... being aliterate, I'll ask Google what that meant, but it seems germane.
Good grief, Google is hot stuff. Bingo:
<Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
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.
--MacBeth V.v. >
MacBeth had it figured out long ago. He was a king or something in England, or Denmark or somewhere, I think. Or dink, or drink... hic...
Google would know.
Mqurice
PS: Omigod. Google is great. Here's the Lindy Hop photo I was looking at last night in my detritus from The World's Best Photographs published some 60 years ago. people.cornell.edu It's not a good copy. There's probably a better one somewhere in Google. It made me think of Lindy Bill. It's a small world in Google. |
