In Which Your Humble Blogger is incidentally aware of the fact that for a university, ten thousand dollars viewed even as a chunk of the budget for teaching development is bupkes, but viewed as a bonus on top of the salary even of a show prof is quite the chunk o’ change.
In Which Your Humble Blogger celebrates himself and sings himself, and then kisses himself. Mwah!
In Which Your Humble Blogger finds it easy to multiply by ten, or do I mean a hundred, and then divide by six, or sixty, and then divide by sixty again, and multiply, wait, no, divide, no, add, carry the two, I believe the answer is six.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is even more humble than usual.
In Which Your Humble Blogger mostly uses the Soncino edition, translated under the editorship of Rabbi Dr. H. Freedman and Maurice Simon.
In Which Your Humble Blogger sits among the sages, or off to one side of the sages, actually most of the time in the next room, but in the house, or on the same side of the street, anyway.
In Which Your Humble Blogger realizes that he had been distracted by the loud noises, bright lights and fast patter.
In Which Your Humble Blogger asks a very specific question about a general matter.
In Which Your Humble Blogger read 75% new material in 2008, which is, um, well, nearly three-quarters.
In Which Your Humble Blogger brings out the blockquotes.