You mean the yellow kitchen that my realtor snorted at is coming back?!

Easy, quick, never a dud. Always great! My copy is falling apart from overuse.

44. Yay for Middlemarch! I got stuck on it at one point. Couldn't stop rereading it, even though I dislike Dorothea. What a drip of a heroine.

Anything with Albert Finney. That's the rule.

And here is the Yeats poem:

Malachi Stilt-Jack am I, whatever I learned has run wild,
From collar to collar, from stilt to stilt, from father to child.

My favourite JT lines:

Yeats. Yeats. Yeats. Yeats. Yeats.
Why wouldn't the man shut up?

Ghazal IX

And to the dude in the apartment below me who plays computer games at 2 a.m.

Exactly. My employer (the government of British Columbia) makes it impossible to get rid of.

Clear, cogent, timely and heartfelt. Always the first read of the day.

Third.