Sic transit gloria mundi. (Breathe VI, Thursday night)
The Latin reminded me of an ad I saw on a bus in San Francisco many years ago. The ad was for a car repair place; there was a cartoon of a woman with a broken-down car, and the caption said "Sick transit, Gloria? Monday, call ---" and the name of the shop.
I was overwhelmed at the thought of a place where the public could be expected to "get" something as esoteric as that - maybe the first time I wished I could live in SF.
(P.S. This is my 200th flickr photo posted. Sic transit... )