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.
6.11.2011
In which Piers builds a bike.
I got my bike from Fed Ex just as we were getting back from the Florida trip. The plan was to do the SuperTrek ride today, then build the bike tomorrow as a treat.
But I couldn't wait. Apart from one bent part, it went quite well.
"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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