He's the only one that can change the names on discussion categories.
And he's a riddle, wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
A conversation today at Arboria Scene - Breakfast time. UT looks out of window thinking about dog walk "It's raining" Mrs UT. "I looked at the weather forercast on-line. It's going to rain until 11" Later. UT looking out the window at 10.00 still thinking about dog walk "It's stopped raining. Thought you said it was raining until 11"? Mrs UT. "That's what the forecast said. It's not like weather forecasting is a science!" "Actually, it is. It's called Meteorology!"
Post edited by Urban_Tribesman at 2018-03-15 16:02:57
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ. Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit. Shall lure it back to cancal half a line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.