A meme from 
kirylin
Comedies
The Comedy of Errors
The Two Gentlemen of Verona
Love’s Labours Lost
A Midsummer Night’s Dream
The Merchant of Venice
The Taming of the Shrew
Much Ado About Nothing
As You Like It
The Merry Wives of Windsor
Twelfth Night
Troilus and Cressida
All’s Well That Ends Well
Measure for Measure
Pericles, Prince of Tyre
Cymbeline
The Winter’s Tale
The Tempest
Histories
King John
Richard the Second
Henry the Fourth, Part I
Henry the Fourth, Part II
Henry the Fifth
Henry the Sixth, Part I
Henry the Sixth, Part II
Henry the Sixth, Part III
Richard the Third
Henry the Eighth
Edward the Third
Tragedies
Titus Andronicus
Romeo and Juliet
Julius Caesar
Hamlet
Othello
King Lear
Macbeth
Timon of Athens
Antony and Cleopatra
Coriolanus
18 of 38. Pathetic, really.
I’m at Abouche, a cafe in Scotts Valley, having just finished drinking a latte and pointedly ignoring the Most Misbehaved Children in Scotts Valley. I swear, these curtain crawlers– gah! I realize that being a parent is difficult, but when your kids are being little shits in a public restaurant or cafe, it’s time to stop the caffeklatch with your buddy and go home– you’re not having any fun, your companion’s not having any fun, and everyone in the coffee shop is wishing death and damnation on your offspring.
I might note, however, that the mother was frustrated but trying. She just hit the lemons in the slot machine of child behavior– her kids are little shits, they probably always have been, they probably always will be. She’s dragging them around the cafe to get them to sit still and behave, and they’ve got big grins on their faces because this is FUN to make mommy lose her hair.
She also was pretty honest about her kids’ behavior– after banishing the second one to the car for the rest of her visit, she turned to her companion and said “They’re not going to make it to first grade– I can’t take them anywhere.”
Anyway, I’m here cause of bad road conditions– there was a diesel spill at the summit and an accident on Bear Creek Road, all of which meant backup from rubberneckers in my side of the road. I turned around at the summit and came back. Not feeling too hot today anyway, and I don’t like sitting in traffic for two hours to get to work– it makes it that much longer of a day for me.
I’ll be leaving soon and heading over the hill to work the second half of my day. I wish I could stay home, though. I really wish that I could telecommute. That would be so sweet.