I worked in an office once where we had two conferences rooms, labeled 2A and 2B respectively, or as I liked to refer to them, conference rooms 2B and not 2B.
How's that for a segue for the announcement of two new Sine Qua Non subheadings (alert the media!):
Green Eggs and Hamlet
Nemesis of Year 0 Utopians
The former will be a book translating Shakespeare's Hamlet into mono- and disyllabic rhymes suitable for youngsters. I am looking for an illustrator. The latter is nothing more than an acknolwedgment of my keeping up the good fight against the perfect -- "What is good, Phaedrus?" and all that.
Heeheeheeheehee...
I will not kill him with a sword.
I will not kill him with a board.
I too, will not kill him with fear.
I will pour poison in his ear.
Please stop me.
Posted by: Tanya at 02:17 PMTo be or not to be?
What shall I see, o'er that dark sea?
Whatever shall become of me
Vis-a-vis this mystery?
I should stop acting like a fop,
And work to get the drop on Pop.