If you look in the face Of the whole human race You might find it scary out there Since yon times of old And sheltered from cold At home once did Romans despair While others peered in They felt their heads spin As the world thus gave them a scare Proclaimed as a song Where nothing goes wrong In Latin the fears are laid bare
PS: Why this didn’t earn a Latin Grammy is one of life’s great riddles.
Placido Domingo, everyone. We went to church last night, and today we're going to an air show. Just waiting for Son E to get home from church: he was at Your Local Game Store for a Magic: The Gathering event last night (but got to church for the cookout because there was no dinner at home).
This wasn’t working yesterday, when I tried twice to open it. So now, I’m here on Sunday, to read and enjoy!