Happy Fourth of July
In Which Patriotism swells in the heart of the American Bear. (Read it...)
In Which Patriotism swells in the heart of the American Bear. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger connects a book to a person, and then to another person, and then goes back to the book, and then back to the person, and maybe I'll just never read another book. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger whines about it. Big surprise. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger likes yet another Victorian novel. This is getting to be a trend; fortunately, my next will be Robert Elsemere, which I'm bound to give up on after forty pages. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger wins a few and loses a few, and then wins a few more and loses a few more, and then (and this is the surprising part) wins a few more. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger is misled, although not really. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger tells a story. Well, at least one. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger personally prefers the Basie Band stuff, you know, but the Sanford & Son theme is pretty damned awesome, and there's a certain undeniable Badness to the Pop. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger knows y'all haven't read the book, and doesn't want to get you in trouble again. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger might be a little confused, but the story keeps changing, and I figure I should keep changing with it. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger runs out of steam. If it's steam that I'm thinking off. I'm out of something, anyway. (Read it...)
In Which Your Humble Blogger isn't quite nostalgiac, because I never played with them, but still. (Read it...)
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