Category: Book Report

In Which Your Humble Blogger works IVSRs into an irrelevant Book Report. Haven’t you missed the IVSRs? I know I have.

In Which Your Humble Blogger got to read most of the good parts, because I cheated.

In Which Your Humble Blogger particularly enjoys the whole bizarre convention of formality amongst navvies of the better sort.

In Which Your Humble Blogger accedes to the request to make this Tohu Bohu less engaging by catching up on Book Reports.

In Which Your Humble Blogger finds a lump of coal. Jolly good! Just what he was looking for, down the mine.

In Which Your Humble Blogger likes a book, which happens more often than you think.

In Which Your Humble Blogger is killed by Martians, but recovers, mostly.

In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t complain at length about strep throat. But, as long as you are bringing it up, are any of you inclined to write it in all caps, as STREP throat? It seems to me like it should be an acronym, rather than a shortening. Sore Throat with Really Excruciating Pain, perhaps.

In Which Your Humble Blogger views the past through the spectacles of the present, or views the present through the spectacles of the past, or perhaps I view the future through the spectacles of the past. The spectacles of the future, though, are those the mirrorshades?

In Which Your Humble Blogger knows which side he would be on.