(January 7, 2014 at 10:11 pm)BadWriterSparty Wrote:I think even Reverend Bob bakker would hit him with the fossil.(January 7, 2014 at 9:53 pm)Lemonvariable72 Wrote: Where is it. Fossils are a bit of a passion of mine.
Hmmm...I looked at his posts from just this past week but couldn't find it. Perhaps I was mistaken that it was a post of his; it's possible that I was remembering seeing his sig and not a post. Toting it around like a fucking trophy though is pretty dumb shit. I wonder what he would think if he ever got a chance to spend five minutes with an honest-to-god archaeologist, hefting hundred thousand year old fossils in his own hands...would he tell that archaeologist to his/her face that those old fossils were a figment of his/her imagination? I can't imagine that would go down so well.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
