Comments are up; play is resumed; jacks or better to open.
In Which Your Humble Blogger had a plan, which worked out pretty much the way plans work out.
Category: navel gazing
Comments are down; play is halted
In Which Your Humble Blogger apologizes for the inconvenience. Your comments are important to us. Please stay on the internet.
Unexpectedly Personal, or it does get better
In Which Your Humble Blogger has his own issues.
Boys and Girls Come Out to Play
In Which Your Humble Blogger has only had one crush on another fellow, which is not a lot for a highly susceptible guy,
Happy New Year
In Which Your Humble Blogger expresses regrets, and vaguely hopes for, um, good things, and you know, here I am with my hands on the keyboard, but nothing’s happening.
Down, down in the spam locker
In Which Your Humble Blogger whines and moans and clutches his brow, and weeps into his handkerchief, and is generally other than chipper.
Fun and Games
In Which Your Humble Blogger isn’t seriously proposing to play in this format, but is rather just observing that YHB is thinking of a B, that’s all.
The Tenth of Av, the building is still burning
In Which Your Humble Blogger started writing the post yesterday, and thought it was almost finished, and now today’s nearly done, so let’s just put the thing on the site and worry about clarifications and retractions later, hmmmm?
I like me, I like me not
In Which Your Humble Blogger still doesn’t really get Facebook, and prefers having a blog. But, you know, Willie Sutton.
Who’s got game?
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t talk about England’s easy victory today, or their excellent performance in the Australia ODI series, but about a videogame.