In packing for traveling of any kind, the question always comes up of what reading matter to bring. This is particularly important if you will be any length of time in a place without a guarantee of reading material. Yes,…
Song of Songs, Chapter Four, verse six: Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. Er. I’ll point out that while myrrh is generally…
Just in case Gentle Readers have not been following the Case of the Classified Op-Ed, the New York Times evidently printed the Op-Ed by Flynt Leverett and Hillary Mann with the CIA blacklines obscuring the text in question. The allegation…
I suspect that my dissatisfaction with Charles de Lint’s Widdershins will not be shared with many of my Gentle Readers. It is, I think, the sort of thing referred to as Hard Fantasy, which should certainly not be a strike…
Your Humble Blogger really wanted to do a coherent and reasonable analysis of Our Only President’s press conference, but it just didn’t happen. Mostly because, in the event, all I could do was channel Mad Stephen Fry voice. You all…
Song of Songs, Chapter Four, verse one: Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. This is,…
I hadn’t read The Mask of Apollo in ever so long, so when I went to the shelf looking for some comfort book, something to read without worry or strain, I hunted that one out. It was only moderately successful….
So. My RSS aggregator is dead. Actually, there’s been a lot of computer crap around these parts. Remember, a year ago, when amongst the questions for Gentle Readers YHB asked about my tortoise-like computer? Well, I finally decided to go…
Your Humble Blogger can’t honestly praise the speech very highly as a work of craft, but then Mohammad Yunus is not primarily a speechwriter, and I suspect he wrote a good deal of this one himself. After all, it’s not…
OK, here’s the best thing about Laughing Matters, Larry Gelbart’s memoir: back when he was writing for Bob Hope, you had to check each page carefully before handing it to him and count the jokes. If there were three or…