Wednesday, August 13, 2003

My daughter and her fiance have left the wilderness of "The Lake". Peace and quiet. Yes, they remembered to take their cat. I think I'll go out and pick the beans...and the lettuce....after I clean out the fridge. Garbage night. My brother thinks I have an obsession with garbage. He's just jealous because he has to burn his garbage or haul it all back the Bloomington.

Cliche of the Day

Unwritten Law. A precept of restriction observed as a matter of custom. John Milton, always eloquent, may be the source of this expression, which he employed in The Reason of Church-government Urg'd Against Prelaty (1641), referring to "those unwritten lawes and Ideas which nature hath ingraven in us."

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