Pirke Avot, verse four: The First Yose
In which Your Humble Blogger also has a son with bad habits. Maybe someday he will buy a fish with a pearl in it! Probably not, though.
Mustela erminea, or the weasel with the raggedy tail
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In Which Your Humble Blogger talks about things, which have, it seems, an essential thing-ness, or do I mean thingosity?
Book Report: A Hat Full of Sky
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In Which Your Humble Blogger enjoys the book less than he enjoys reading it. Or do I mean more?
Here’s a chair, there’s the door
In Which Your Humble Blogger gripes like a gripey gripey guy.
They call it Music Monday, but Tuesday’s just as bad
In Which Your Humble Blogger gives GRs ten of the best.
Pirke Avot, verse three: fear of Heaven
In Which Your Humble Blogger pretends to have read Kirkegaard, which, you know, not so much.
Pirke Avot, verse three: servants, masters, rewards
In Which Your Humble Blogger tells a nice little story about heresy, just as a break.
Pirke Avot, verse three: Antigonus of Socho
In Which Your Humble Blogger can’t describe how strange the name Antigonus rendered in Hebrew looks.
Book Report: The Wall and the Wing
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In Which Your Humble Blogger wonders if it’s a trend. Or just something I perceive about the universe, because I only see a little bit of it.
Book Report: Klezmer
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In Which Your Humble Blogger is sadly monolingual.