Book Report: The Neddiad
In Which Your Humble Blogger had not completed the Internet, after all.
In Which Your Humble Blogger had not completed the Internet, after all.
In Which Your Humble Blogger reports on the second book, as promised.
In Which Your Humble Blogger kinda regrets not getting a signed copy.
In Which Your Humble Blogger revisits The List, and finds some changes, but the same general idea.
In Which Your Son, the Blogger, is surprised by the score.
In Which Your Humble Blogger was disappointed, disoriented and dis… er, … dysrhythmic?
In Which Your Humble Blogger actually mocks the out of touchness of a blogger , and the tarnish of a kettle, and the astigmatism of that mote-eye over there.
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets an idea halfway through writing the note, and now has to think about it a bit.
In Which Your Humble Blogger hopes to put this whole sorry episode behind him.
In Which Your Humble Blogger wants you to have yourself a happy little Chanukah, make your solstice bright, from now on the Seleucids will be out of sight.