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In Which Your Humble Blogger takes legislation seriously.
In Which Your Humble Blogger takes legislation seriously.
In Which Your Humble Blogger discusses something in the recent news, which is what he used to do with the blog, but you know, somehow there’s so little joy in it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger notes the passing of time. Listen! Time passes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks about money. Mmmmmmmmmm, money.
In Which there is something Your Humble Blogger didn’t know, the silly ass.
In Which Your Humble Blogger reads George F. Will’s column in his local paper, and wants to gripe about it, but the only person here is pre-verbal.
I suspect that not every Gentle Reader is reading the fishkettle het’troph, which is OK, because, you know, not for everyone. Not for YHB, even. I mean—you know the idea of the Apollonian/Dionysian divide? And how this Tohu Bohu, for…
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets hold of the wrong end of the stick and beats around the bush with it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger does not make the easy but pointless connection to the primary campaign.
In Which Your Humble Blogger reveals his nerd shortcomings.