I’m devastated to report that the Guardians defeated my beloved Druids in Johnnie-ball by a slim number, the final score being 24-21. What will I do with myself after such failure? How can I go on? What would Achilles do?
Oh well! Now I’m off to adventure through Goethe’s essay about plants. Later tonight I’m going to a theater-in-the-round to see Michael Frayn’s Copenhagen put on by Annapolis’s Colonial Players. I’ve heard good reports.
Toodles.
02 September 2006
Defeat and Resolution
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