Mr. Boy grudgingly served his detention at his middle school yesterday. He had to meet the teacher at the flagpole at 8:55 a.m.,
Three hours seems pretty cheap to me for more than 30 tardies since last August. But, as our favorite prince, Sennacherib, says, it probably seemed like an eternity to Mr. B. and the rest of the miscreants.
Time passes so slowly for adolescents. I remember. Sort of. Harder and harder for me to imagine, actually, much less remember. Time hasn’t passed slowly for me in ages.
THE TEXAS SCRIBBLER 
Ah, Mr. Stanley as the moment comes that I must join Sargon, Tiglath pileser in the old Ziggarat in the sky I too note the acceleration of time. On occasion I wish it would pass at the same speed it did for the last week before Christmas.
“On occasion I wish it would pass at the same speed it did for the last week before Christmas.” When I was 5 years old.
Figured that’s what you meant. Hope your sky date doesn’t come too soon. You still need plenty of time to be aggravated by golf. 😉
Yeah, my favorite mechanical Omega seems to be revving up and up lately…
“Hope your sky date doesn’t come too soon. You still need plenty of time to be aggravated by golf”.
Well my court astrologer says I have many many more years left. But he’s a Chaldean and you can’t trust him, used to work for the Medes (MSNBC) you know. Have thought about flaying him alive and stuffing him, but he is very ugly and would ruin the palace art aesthetics.
A mechanical watch? Whoa, time really does move slowly for you. 😉