Sunday, November 28, 2021

 

O young and noble Cato, art thou down?

Why, now thou diest as bravely as Titinius;

And mayest be honour’d, being Cato’s son.


-Lucilius

Julius Caesar     Act V, Scene iv, Line 9

O young and noble Cato, art thou down? No, he's not down, and that's not Cato. That's my young associate. We sent him up there to hang the Christmas icicles, and now he's on his phone. 
Oy, get back to work!


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