Soo-pah
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes ahead and makes a prediction, for no good reason and to no good purpose.
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes ahead and makes a prediction, for no good reason and to no good purpose.
In Which Your Humble Blogger makes it all about him, and his experience of a thing, which is how it should be, because, after all, me. Me I me me, my me me; me me me, my me, me me myself.
In Which Your Humble Blogger complains, because it still hurts to swallow, although the fever is gone.
In Which Your Humble Blogger pretty much just rambles about the primary, to no purpose or result.
In Which Your Humble Blogger completes the trilogy.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is a week late and about four inches short.
In Which Your Humble Blogger includes himself in the rhetorical you.
In Which Your Humble Blogger considers the franchise.
In Which YHB presents someone else’s work, so I don’t have to do any of my own.