Not gone.
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In Which Your Humble Blogger eases back in to this Tohu Bohu thing. Maybe tomorrow, I’ll write a book report!
Category: navel gazing
Not only uninterested, but actively avoiding interest
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes off on something, yah yah yah, probably not important, let’s just wait a bit and then change the subject.
Gone today, ear tomorrow
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t even concentrate enough to make a title that works better than that, but would still like to see your boomerang fish act.
Labor saving
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In which Your Humble Blogger realizes that the title would have better been saved for writing about the UK elections.
Happy everything, y’all!
In Which Your Humble Blogger would like to be buried in his best black hat, preferably tomorrow, and just put a warning on the tombstone something like ‘Logistically Possible’ does not mean that there will be any survivors.
Me so sad and lonely, me
In Which Your Humble Blogger whines. So unattractive.
The End of the Decade
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In Which Your Humble Blogger has not been bloggilicious of late, and probably won’t be so until next week sometime.
Happy New Year! Again!
In Which Your Humble Blogger considered recording the dialogue for your listening pleasure, but realized that (a) it would be a lot of work, and (2) it would probably reveal the lack of funny in the humor.
Say, Say, What does this say?
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In Which Your Humble Blogger can read big words, too, like Constantinople and Timbuktu.
An Awkward Moment
In Which Your Humble Blogger wishes that it just never happened, and I didn’t need to think about it.