I’ve been meaning to write about Ledbetter v. Goodyear, but hadn’t got around to it, and I find that I’m not able to come up with a real essay on the topic. I did want to mention that when Chief…
There is a new logo for the 2012 Olympics. New branding. Multimedia. According to the shills who charged a packet o’ dough for it, the new brand “will work with new technology and across traditional and new media networks.” It…
Just because YHB hasn’t done a Top Five in quite a while, here’s the Top Five Bits of Bad Advice in Pop Tunes. This is more or less off the top of my head, and is from songs I know….
George F. Will begins his Case for Conservatism in yesterday’s Washington Post (and many other papers this morning, I’m guessing) by saying “Conservatism’s recovery of its intellectual equilibrium requires a confident explanation of why America has two parties and why…
I was given The Confessions of Max Tivoli by my Best Reader, who was under the impression that it was one of those specfic-marketed-as-mainstream books like The Time-Traveler’s Wife which I liked so much. It turns out not to be….
I must have been in high school when I first read Terra!, by Stefano Benni, and thought it was the Greatest. Thing. Evar. Well, we didn’t say Greatest. Thing. Evar. in those days. It was before the Simpson. Yes, yes,…
More about the Library Thing… What I’m stuck on is that even the most popular books aren’t terribly popular, with the most popular being in the area of fifteen thousand out of two hundred thousand, call it one out of…
Drummer Hodge They throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest Uncoffined — just as found: His landmark is a kopje-crest That breaks the veldt around; And foreign constellations west Each night above his mound. Young Hodge the Drummer never knew —…
Well, and Your Humble Blogger mentioned some time ago that we were going to catalogue the books in the house. And I have. I chose Library Thing, and although I don’t really care very much about having my library public,…
Your Humble Blogger has been hearing wonderful things about Martin McDonagh’s plays for some years now, but had never got around to reading any of them. Or, you know, going and seeing one, which would involve leaving the house, so…