Category: Book Report

In Which Your Humble Blogger will presumably relax about that whole missing-children thing when the kids are married and moved out.

In Which Your Humble Blogger is undeterred in retail expenditure by recessionary influences, or sanity. But then, it was like three and a half bucks.

In Which Your Humble Blogger is pretty sure that this isn’t going to be the first of a series. But if I’m wrong, I’ll be really angry.

In Which Your Humble Blogger gives it a try, anyway.

In Which Your Humble Blogger finds the—hey, why can’t we call them mobile phones, like they do in England? I mean, who cares whether they are cellular, right? The important thing is that they are mobile.

In Which Your Humble Blogger has difficulty coming up with something to put in the pull-quote. This must be why people pull it from the text that’s already written.

In Which Your Humble Blogger chooses a book by its cover, and then is pleasantly surprised, although you would think that if my expectations were really that low in the first place, I wouldn’t have picked up the book.

In Which Your Humble Blogger reads another Bujold, but there’s nothing to get all worked up about.