Today’s Totally Random
Lines
I
do dine to-day at the father’s of a certain pupil of mine; where, if, before repast,
it shall please you to gratify the table with a grace, I will, on my privilege
I have with the parent of the foresaid child or pupil, undertake your benvenuto
(welcome) ; where I will prove
those verses to be very unlearned,
neither savouring of poetry, wit, nor invention: I beseech your society.
Holofernes
Love’s Labour’s Lost Act
IV, Scene ii, Line 163
Did you read that whole thing? Did you? Well that's impressive!
I
hope you’re not thinking that I’m going to explain it to you, are you? I have
to tell you: I listened to the whole scene (this passage is almost at the end of the scene) whilst I was reading it. I even used my copy of the play with the footnotes. It was only ten minutes, but I’m not sure it was the best ten minutes I’ve
spent today. In fact, sitting in my chair with Mojo sleeping on my lap whilst I
perused the penguin book was a much better ten minutes (actually a bit longer
than ten minutes, but who's counting). Meeting my brother Billy for breakfast in Milford was time
well spent, as was stopping at Big Y for some groceries. Almost making an online order for a bottle of Okavango Gin was time well spent (I couldn't bring myself to spend $107 on one bottle of gin; maybe at a later date). Yup, just about
anything was time better spent.
With this random line stuff, you get some winners and you get some losers. That’s just the way it is; kind a microcosm of life in general, eh?
Hold on, Mr. Blagys, that’s it? Nothing else about today's line? Just some nonsense about penguins, Billy, and Okavango gin?
What’s
going on here?
And what's Okavango gin, anyway?
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