In Which Your Humble Blogger hates and fears change, particularly change for the worse.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is impressed.
In Which Your Humble Blogger may as well participate in the historic bloviating about the historic hearings about the historic crimes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger wonders about various intended audiences.
In which Your Humble Blogger is actually going to a lecture on Scripture Study tonight, but will probably read the whole transcript tomorrow.
In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers.
In Which Your Humble Blogger just puts out in pixels what's been racing through the midnight mind.
In Which Your Humble Blogger changes his mind, at least partway.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is grumpy. Grumpy Blogger! So grumpy.
In Which Your Humble Blogger attempts to understand a Bertolt Brecht poem, or at least to read it.
