Three Hundred and Sixteen Lines
In Which Your Humble Blogger grows whiskers on his chin again, shaves them off but they grow back in again.
Category: theeyater
Playlist: Let’s Clatter There
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In Which Your Humble Blogger continues a tradition. I did have a couple of people say they liked this one; the last few have fallen like a proverbial in the whatnot.
Wrap-up for the Great American Novel adaptation
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In Which Your Humble Blogger gets a couple of notes on the actual web at last, despite distra—oh, good shot!
Sixteen Lines: Finish Line
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In Which Your Humble Blogger was going to make a joke about Finnish Hymns, but this may be the wrong crowd for that.
Sixteen Lines: Fifteenth Line
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In Which Your Humble Blogger is three hours from the final curtain. Of the show, I mean, I’m not dying.
Sixteen Lines: Fourteenth Line
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In Which Your Humble Blogger nears the end of the run.
Sixteen Lines: Twelfth Line
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In Which Your Humble Blogger attempts to describe a moment in the interpretive art. How do you like that?
Sixteen Lines: Eleventh Line
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In Which Your Humble Blogger shouts a lot. Again. Very shouty, YHB.
Sixteen Lines: Tenth Line
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In Which Your Humble Blogger isn’t sure if this would make the Top Ten as a line, but there’s lovely business.
De Profundis
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In Which Your Humble Blogger totally didn’t even think about finding a Psalm 130—there’s a John Dowland one that isn’t too early. Maybe it isn’t too late.