In Which Your Humble Blogger finds it easy to multiply by ten, or do I mean a hundred, and then divide by six, or sixty, and then divide by sixty again, and multiply, wait, no, divide, no, add, carry the two, I believe the answer is six.
In Which Your Humble Blogger mostly uses the Soncino edition, translated under the editorship of Rabbi Dr. H. Freedman and Maurice Simon.
In Which Your Humble Blogger brings out the blockquotes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger likes to cuss.
In Which Your Humble Blogger describes the creative process, which in this case involves ten years without creating anything.
In Which Your Humble Blogger introduces a topic that (if all goes well and the creek don’t rise) will occupy much of January’s thought processes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t go, because I have to stay here and wait for Godot.
In Which Your Humble Blogger closes the door on the summer.
In Which Your Humble Blogger invites you to grow middle-aged along with him, the best is.
In Which Your Humble Blogger would set up a poll, if he could be arsed.