‘I grew old... I grew old...’

fix view script and README

KISS principal and ‘do one thing and do it well’

“No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
 Am an attendant lord, one that will do
 To sell a progress, start a scene or two,
 Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
 Deferential, glad to be of use,
 Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
 Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
 At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
 Almost, at times, the Fool.”

dummy commit

Fork — project revival

“Would it have been worth while,
 To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
 To have squeezed the universe into a ball
 To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
 To say: ‘I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
 Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all’—”

Merge branch 'revision'

final commit — project end-of-lifed

“Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
 I am no prophet — and here’s no great matter;
 I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
 And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,
 And in short, I was afraid.”

add view script

“In a minute there is time
 For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.”

Merge branch 'turnpike'

“And indeed there will be time
 To wonder, ‘Do I dare?’ and, ‘Do I dare?’
 Time to turn back and descend the stair,
 With a bald spot in the middle of my hair—”

concept review

“And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
 And for a hundred visions and revisions,
 Before the taking of a toast and tea.”

license project

“And indeed there will be time
 For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
 Rubbing its back upon the window-panes;
 There will be time, there will be time
 To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;”

research revsersing git log --graph

“Streets that follow like a tedious argument
 Of insidious intent
 To lead you to an overwhelmin question...
 Oh, do not ask, ‘What is it?’
 Let us go and make our visit.”

add README

“Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
 The muttering retreats
 Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
 And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:”

initial commit

“Let us go then, you and I,
 When the evening is spread out against the sky
 Like a patient etherized upon a table;”