Pirke Avot, verse six: three together
In Which Your Humble Blogger is back for more.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is back for more.
In Which Your Humble Blogger winds up talking about a movie again.
In Which Your Humble Blogger fails to relate all the stories and sayings about friendship, and all that, because, frankly, it’s a bit obvious, isn’t it? Although I should probably mention Honi the circle-drawer (who is awesomeness itself), who was presumed to have been killed because he refused to side with either the Pharisees or the Sadducees, but actually slept for seventy years, and when he awoke and found that all his friends were gone, said “Give me friends or give me death!”
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t talk about Amy-Jill Levine at all. I mean, except in this pull quote, of course, but that doesn’t count.
In Which Your Humble Blogger introduces a topic that (if all goes well and the creek don’t rise) will occupy much of January’s thought processes.
In Which Your Humble Blogger manages to fill a virtual page or two, without knowing quite how.
In Which Your Humble Blogger spoils the movie In Bruges, although it is still unspoiled in the larger sense.
In Which Your Humble Blogger goes on about something, I wasn’t really listening.
In Which Your Humble Blogger gives away who did it and why, and who didn’t do it and why not, and what the witness saw.
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets all cranky about the Wise.