Book Report: The Secret Chord

In Which Your Humble Blogger could probably just run a search on the names of the two authors; I would bet there's an interview somewhere in which the one talks about the other. (Read it...)

A Known Entity

In Which Your Humble Blogger was going to try to make a joke about a pig in a poke, or a pig in lipstick, or maybe lipstick on a poke, or, well, probably better to bag the whole joke. (Read it...)

First!

In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers, occasionally, to enjoy democracy. (Read it...)

Dishes left on the Countertop of Life

In Which Your Humble Blogger preaches. So preachy. (Read it...)

You can be the shoe, I'll be the hat.

In Which Your Humble Blogger does not bring up the matter of actual House Rules, which could include increasing the Go money to $500 when the last property is sold, but that hasn't been playtested yet. (Read it...)

Slide some oil to me, brother

In Which Your Humble Blogger observes how efficiently the free market allocates its resources, in a pig's eye. (Read it...)

Book Report: The Thirty-Nine Steps (play)

In Which Your Humble Blogger may perhaps be starting on a new adventure, although perhaps not, and then of course it might snow. (Read it...)

Dow, dow, dow, down, doo-be-doo-wah

In Which Your Humble Blogger understands nothing about high finance, or low finance, or even medium-sized finance. Tempted to make a joke about how you can't have 'finance' without a Nance, but. (Read it...)

Sanders, Clinton, King

In Which Your Humble Blogger learns something about the Montgomery Bus Boycott that probably other people knew already, but maybe not. (Read it...)

Book Report: Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink

In Which Your Humble Blogger wears a totally different style of hat, not that rolled-crown homburg thing that he seems to like these days, and besides, back when I started wearing hats, he hadn't started wearing them yet, so really, it's him imitating me more than me him, right? (Read it...)

Cruz, Rubio, Trump

In Which Your Humble Blogger is not a betting man, but who am I kidding, I'll put ten on Ted Cruz at six-to-five against, would consider a dollar on Trump at 12-to-1. (Read it...)

Open and yet somehow opaque

In Which Your Humble Blogger muses over ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. (Read it...)

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