The Bard said it best in his play "Twelfth Night"
"If music be the food of love, play on"
Let's skew his meaning a bit and see just where the love of food and the love of music takes us.
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
This is just a little declaration to al of the people over the past 3 weeks who have scheduled times to meet me for various services, bids, repairs and thought it was fine to not show up and also not bother phoning or texting (Oh yes, you know who you are, phone, cable, termite bond guy, et al, and especially to the people who were supposed to meet me at the lake. My time driving back and forth and spending the night so I will be there at 7:30 for your scheduled appointment is so much less valuable than yours.)
“I’m as mad as hell, and I’m not going to take this anymore!”