In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks too many people are answering that question, and not enough people are asking it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger would very much like to lie on the ground, but doesn't know how to begin.
In Which Your Humble Blogger shares work that is not the best, but that's the point, innit.
In Which Your Humble Blogger as usual fails to actually report on the subject of the report.
In Which Your Humble Blogger would very much like to sit down, but doesn't quite know how to go about it.
In Which Your Humble Blogger feels that it is important to state that support.
In Which Your Humble Blogger believes that if every drop of blood that has been shed by the tweet shall be paid by another drawn with the cancel culture, still it must be said the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is congenitally lazy anyway, but it's not usually a problem.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is all cranky again.
In Which Your Humble Blogger has a different edition than everyone else, with different page numbers, but the same words.
