And there’s no center there
In Which Your Humble Blogger looks at things from my side, the good side.
In Which Your Humble Blogger looks at things from my side, the good side.
In Which Your Humble Blogger might, if the rambling went on for long enough, have eventually got to the bit where this particular book and the things in it are used as a specific example of the general idea.
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes back to the beginning.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is not very efficient.
In Which the fourth time is charming, too.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is comforted, and a bit bored.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is not the first to point out that the lunatics are running the asylum, or rather, the lunatics are running the attempt to run the asylum, but we took a vote, and the lunatics lost. VDOT!
In Which Your Humble Blogger looks at another verse which figures memorably in The Chosen.
In Which Your Humble Blogger responds without responding to people who comment without commenting.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is grouchy this morning.