from the french aguillanneuf, or in the norman dialect hoguinané.
In Which Your Humble Blogger wastes valuable time. I mean, only eleven and a half hours left, unless I start traveling West.
Book Report: Random Harvest
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In Which Your Humble Blogger really starts trying to catch up on Book Reports before the end of the year.
Book Report: Falling Free
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In Which Your Humble Blogger is unfair to Lois McMaster Bujold. Readers are so unfair. And yet, where would we be without them?
An idea for Gentle Readers and their money
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In Which Your Humble Blogger is, to some limited extent, affected by Seasonal Whatsit Thingie.
Also, It’s a Wonderful Life
In Which Your Humble Blogger is careful not to bring wild charges of anti-Semitism into the discussion of moneylenders who lack the Christmas Spirit.
electability, excellence, Edwards?
In Which YHB once again auditions for Speechwriter General, or more accurately for Monday-morning Speechwriter General. Do they still call it Monday morning? It seems like they play football five or six days a week, these days.
That’s what Youth Culture is, these days
In Which Your Humble Blogger just writes a note to write a note, really. Got to get the stats looking good for the end of the year. In case they audit.
If being a shepherd was easy, then everybody would do it
In Which Your Humble Blogger stands outside the pasture, leaning on the fence and chewing a grass stalk, before getting in a car and driving back to the city, where the schism is practically a sacrament.
Haftorah Vayigash
In Which Your Humble Blogger is easily distrac—ooh, shiny!
Book Report: The Strange Adventures of RangerGirl
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In Which Your Humble Blogger talks quite a bit about the characters and the plot, including the ending, and doesn’t even mention the cover design that people liked so much.