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In Which Your Humble Blogger lets his cranky self out.
Pirke Avot chapter two, verses thirteen and fourteen
In Which Your Humble Blogger finds an old favorite newly troubling.
Book Report: Comeback
In Which Your Humble Blogger does that thing, you know, and then is all, you know, and then, with that, like, see, it’s like when you get a toaster.
No Longer Piry
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In Which Your Humble Blogger looks for assistance, particularly concerning the date after which the Patron is no longer allowed to borrow stuff.
We All Fall Down
In Which Your Humble Blogger again is reminded that differences in scale become, at some point, differences in kind.
Why was six afraid of seven?
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In Which Your Humble Blogger sees a pattern.
Spending More Time with your Attorney’s Family
In Which Your Humble Blogger posits a Theory of Political Resignation, and then goes home to paint the garage.
Book Report: Kidnapped
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In Which Your Humble Blogger encounters a curious gap.
Book Report: Persuasion
In Which Your Humble Blogger neglects to talk about how good Ciaran Hinds was, so just slips it into the pull-quote, because he really was quite good.
Happy Fourth of July
In Which Patriotism swells in the heart of the American Bear.