Book Report: The City & The City

In Which Your Humble Blogger does not spoil the book, or any other book for that matter. At least not now. (Read it...)

One Half and one half is still one half

In Which Your Humble Blogger repeats from the mark. (Read it...)

Information, Technology, Communication: choose two

In Which Your Humble Blogger just sat here, blinking, like a dumb statue or a breathing stone, and looked dreadful pale, although that last is my natural state, particularly since it has been raining for a week. (Read it...)

Book Report: The All-True Travels and Adventures of Lidie Newton

In Which Your Humble Blogger is only fairly sure that he ever finished the book, come to think of it. (Read it...)

Counting on history

In Which Your Humble Blogger wonders what things would be like if they were not as they are. Different, I'm guessing. (Read it...)

Book Report: The Mysterious Benedict Society

In Which Your Humble Blogger is pleased, and then unpleased, and then perhaps pleased again, and then, well, we'll see. (Read it...)

Kings full of Queens

In Which Your Humble Blogger asks advice just as nicely as if he were planning on following it. (Read it...)

Book Report: Four Plays (Wodehouse)

In Which Your Humble Blogger gets hold of the Psmith playscript, but still doesn't know who manages the production rights to Arthur. (Read it...)

Pirke Avot chapter four, verse three: davar

In Which Your Humble Blogger could presumably have made some sort of joke about everyone having an hour, and the shift to Daylight Savings Time tonight. Hm. Well, you make it, then. (Read it...)

R3 Spoilers: Warning!

In Which Your Humble Blogger asks those people considering attending the show to (a) yes, please, come and see, and (2) not read any notes marked as R3 Spoiler until afterward. I mean, I can't stop you or anything, but I think you'll enjoy the show more, and the notes will still be here. (Read it...)

Book Report: The Two Towers

In Which Your Humble Blogger steps back into the river, the cold, cold river, and over Golden Rauros Falls, and all. (Read it...)

Off, book!

In Which Your Humble Blogger punches holes in rubbish. (Read it...)

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