You arread me aright.

How may I auoyde / (Although my will diſtaſte what it elected) / The Wife I choſe, there can be no euaſion / To blench from this, and to ſtand firme by honour.

Today's entry got to me just in the nick of time. Saving me by the bell is Reilly Campbell.

As soon as man began to make things, to fasten a handle to a stone implement, to construct a wattled roof, to weave a mat, skeuomorphs became an inseparable part of his brain, and ultimately occasioned a mental craving or expectancy.