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Saturday, February 18, 2006 

And those who husbanded the Golden grain ...

Started drinking at seven.

Finished at five.

Run , took around 15 minutes more than the usual hour today. Quite creditable, considering.

Idly, Vada, Dosa, sambhar, mint chutney. Buttered croissants.

And yes, there is the Saturday afternoon beer Bacchanalia to watch out for.

And in the midst of concerned clucking, we slurred out
further verses from the title of this post

"Then to the lip of this poor earthen Urn
I lean'd,
the Secret of my Life to learn:

And Lip to Lip it murmur'd--"While you live
Drink!--for, once dead, you never shall return."