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In Which Your Humble Blogger stops for just a moment and thinks. Hey, where’d everybody go?
Bits of Business
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In Which Your Humble Blogger’s hands are the devil’s workshop.
Book Report: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks the kid is ready for the next round.
Happy Seuss Day
In Which Your Humble Blogger would read them on a train or in a house, although preferably not with a goat, and not in the dark, because it’s bad for my hat and makes my eyebrows get red hot.
Me so sad and lonely, me
In Which Your Humble Blogger whines. So unattractive.
Book report: Leonard Bernstein
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In Which Your Humble Blogger wound up finishing the book while still hoping it was going to improve.
Pirke Avot chapter four, verse 1
In Which Your Humble Blogger tells a story about a rabbi destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging himself through the Roman streets at dawn, looking for an angry fix.
Working Around (and around and around)
In Which Your Humble Blogger is very very bad at time management. No, worse than that.
Fast, faster, fasted
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In Which Your Humble Blogger finds the True Meaning of Purim, as expressed by Rav Norm, who used to say: ‘Women. Can’t live with ’em. Pass the beer nuts.’
Book Report: Throne of Jade
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In Which Your Humble Blogger has fun with the whole orientalism thing, without occupying anybody or trading guns or drugs.