Sure, but as the soothsayer whispered in Caesar’s ear on a crowded street, “Beware the Ides of March.” But did Caesar listen? No, he did not. Can’t say I blame him. If some gleaming-eyed homeless person came up to me and told me to “beware” something, be it the fires of hell or the dangers of food poisoning, I’d take it with a grain of salt. Helluva price to pay, however.
Jason has a cool variation on Ye Olde Ides with his Eyes of March.
Ladybug and I saw the Compleat Shakespeare (Abridged) in the city last weekend… they had a great take on this:
“Beware the Ides of March”
What the hell are ides?
“Speak hands for me!”
What?!??
“I mean… TAKE THAT!”
Et tu Brute?
And reducing all the histories to a football game where the crown is fired back and forth? Genius.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Oh that sounds so so awesome!!
“What the hell are Ides?”
Dying!!
“Beware the Ides of March”
Perhaps, that’s what the “Tea Partiers” are whispering to “on the fence” Democrats with the upcoming Health Care bill.
All your Aye’ds (e.g. saying “yes” in the past tense to the bill(s) around Health Care) will be regretted it in November.
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What if this was a modern day email sent by a soothsayer inside a foster care service:
“Beware the Ides of March”
Re: “Beware the Idea of March”
If you mean “the Ideas of March”, well, we only have one. We were gonna write a story about a couple that has taken on a couple of sets of identical twins. But I guess we should review our idea of our press release named: “A Two Brood Way”
JFH – I don’t get it.