Anonymous, the movie
In Which Your Humble Blogger explores several facets of the argument ad hominem.
Category: theeyater
Book Report: Year of the King
In Which Your Humble Blogger finally blogs a book about Richard III, but not about the punk one.
The bloody dog is dead.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is all done, with all that goes through the mind of a person who is all done.
Many Happy Returns
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets all Gregorian on your ass, he does, he does.
Book Report: A Practical Handbook for the Actor
In Which Your Humble Blogger revisits the past and realizes that you can’t go home again, if you were even there in the first place.
Also, I plan on pronouncing the long Ss as Fs
In Which Your Humble Blogger does that Total Request Live thing, but with sonnets.
No future
In Which Your Humble Blogger downplays for rhetorical effect how much he really likes some of the other punk bands, but that would totally take away from my point.
Yes, I’m still here
In Which Your Humble Blogger updates y’all on his current state, and hints that it’s just about possible that regular blogging may resume soon, particularly after the ritual ingestion of pizza at sundown the moment I get home.
Who you are, and who you stand with, my gracious lord
In Which Your Humble Blogger does not make the application to our own political situation, except by rather heavy silence.
Lord, I’m so tired. How long can this go on?
In Which Your Humble Blogger chips in and chips out, or something. Three more days, and maybe I will be able to think again.