Short and to the Point:

Thought for the Day:
Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped.
Elbert Hubbard
US author (1856 - 1915)

Status for the Day:
I am out the office today doing the Lords work, so not a lot to say, other than that I am tired very, very tired. Still pulling dbl. duty. More later.

Poem for the Week:

The Dead
Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
These laid the world away; poured out the red
Sweet wine of youth; gave up the years to be
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene,
That men call age; and those who would have been,
Their sons, they gave, their immortality.

Blow, bugles, blow! They brought us, for our dearth,
Holiness, lacked so long, and Love, and Pain.
Honour has come back, as a king, to earth,
And paid his subjects with a royal wage;
And Nobleness walks in our ways again;
And we have come into our heritage.

Your Bill for the Day:
"Oft expectation fails, and most oft there
Where most it promises; and oft it hits
Where hope is coldest, and despair most fits."

--From All's Well That Ends Well (II, i, 145-147)

Quote of the Day:
The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
Alfred Lord Tennyson English poet (1809 - 1892)

Play nice children,

I remain, ever more and still here:

JQP