Song of Songs, Chapter Three, verse six: Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant? A good question—who is this? I mean, yes, it’s…
I was a bit skeptical, but it turns out that Which Witch made a very good bedtime book for our Perfect Non-Reader. She wasn’t altogether grossed out by the Symphony of Death (which involved rats eating things, and then rats…
On a lighter note, it seems that at a holiday reception at the White House this week, four women wore the same red dress. One of those women was Laura Bush. The gracious hostess fled, changed, and came back. She…
It’s possible, Gentle Reader, that you have been thinking Is Vardibidian going to go through the Presidential candidates like he did three years ago? Now, what Your Humble Blogger has been thinking is closer to I’m not going to have…
There seemed to be sufficient interest to go on, and it’s just possible I’ll goad people into actually commenting… Song of Songs, Chapter Three, verse one: By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought…
I was thinking about writing a note about the nomination of Robert M. Gates to the position of Secretary of Defense. The problem is that when it gets down to it, my only real comment is meh, it could certainly…
I am paying some attention to the recent Supreme Court case about public school desegregation efforts, in part because my own school district is facing the issue. I have, in the past, talked about the continued need for action to…
Well, I just figured out something about Test Match cricket that I had never understood. There are lots of things that I don’t understand about cricket, because I have never bothered to learn the rules properly, but have just picked…
Well, and at Temple Beth Bolshoy today we finished our discussion of the Song of Songs. We’re going through it rather faster than I am here, which is a Good Thing. Anyway, I’ve made it through two chapters, reading closely,…
Your Humble Blogger’s Perfect Non-Reader reads very well, thank you. She’s particularly fond of the Oz books, and, being her old man’s daughter, her favorite is not the Wonderful Wizard but the Lost Princess. Pretentious five-year-old! Score! Anyway, she brought…