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Rantings of a Sandmonkey

Be forewarned: The writer of this blog is an extremely cynical, snarky, pro-US, secular, libertarian, disgruntled sandmonkey. If this is your cup of tea, please enjoy your stay here. If not, please sod off

Thursday, July 21, 2005

Regarding my decision

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Robert Frost


I said NO. Details and Explanations to come soon, I am still flabbergasted on what I've found out today. I had no idea how deep this rabbit hole went.

12 Comments:

At 7/21/2005 02:00:00 AM, Anonymous Me, Myself and I said...

Sometimes analysis is paralysis--now you can run. Glad you made a decision, and hopefully you are comfortable with.

 
At 7/21/2005 03:41:00 AM, Blogger gatorbait said...

Sam, I told you I'd back you no matter what. I'm there, bud.

 
At 7/21/2005 03:55:00 AM, Anonymous Don Cox said...

I would back the Sandmonkey any time. He is well up my list of "persons least likely to become cult victims". ___Sandmonkey, if you need to leave home in a hurry any time, I can always give you a refuge in England.

 
At 7/21/2005 04:05:00 AM, Blogger stefania said...

Dear, NO to what ?

 
At 7/21/2005 04:39:00 AM, Blogger Louise said...

Good decision!! Good writing!! Once again, you've left us with a cliff-hanger.

 
At 7/21/2005 05:58:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

you have a queer horse?

 
At 7/21/2005 07:22:00 AM, Blogger R said...

I'm happy for your decision!

 
At 7/21/2005 07:42:00 AM, Anonymous Melissa in NorCal said...

You are so brave! Silly, but real, I have a spare room if you need it. Good Luck!

 
At 7/22/2005 01:59:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm sorry about what you found out, but I think you made the right choice. Now the future is yours.

 
At 7/23/2005 01:57:00 AM, Blogger The Sandmonkey said...

Melissa, I may just take you up on that offer.
LOL

 
At 7/23/2005 07:22:00 AM, Anonymous Suz said...

Wow, your life sounds like a soap opera. You've got me on the edge of my seat and I'm guessing, knowing you from your blog, the rest of the story can only be good. :o) Run, Forrest...er...Sam...Run!

 
At 7/24/2005 01:28:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Another Frost poem, I think, more aptly applies to this juncture of your life. Oh, how I admire your courage, Sandmonkey!


The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


-- db

 

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