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Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
About Me
- Piers
- West Tennessee, United States
- "I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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- One less thing to worry about.
- Anything I say
- Past is prologue
- Button that lip!
- Adventures with Students, vol. 15
- $ <==|==> F
- Literary Hero!
- From today's reading
- It's been that kind of weekend.
- There's a simple explanation
- So much for perspective.
- pre-K
- "Hip," "gritty," "food"
- Phrase of the day
- Eyjafjallajokul
- Boxer the Horse
- two months old
- grass clippings
- When Little Red Becomes Big
- rounding up a few stragglers
- Things that are awesome, Vol. 15
- From the words of my master
- In which Piers needs to get some exercise
- Keeping counsel 4
- gut-check time
- Yardening, 2010 Edition, Volume 1
- I'm not a prophet, promise.
- Keeping counsel 3
- Introversion is not a sickness or a problem or a c...
- Greek Stoic.
- Proof Positive
- I was reminded of this today
- Keeping counsel 2
- All you need to do is read what I've been reading
- To recap the long weekend--
- Keeping counsel
- New pictures
- om nom nom
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