Yesterday morning, Your Humble Blogger happened to pass by Town Hall, which is not altogether surprising, as it is a small town, when it comes to that, and the Town Hall is next to the library, the post office, the…
Your Humble Blogger is still leading parshah discussion, by the way, although little of it has found its way into this Tohu Bohu. Somehow, I find that parshah notes are difficult and time-consuming to type up, and so rather than…
I’m sure Gentle Readers all are in no need of more whinging from YHB about how I’ve just gone right off the short story format. So I’ll try to keep things as specific and positive as I can, when noting…
Speaking, as Your Humble Blogger was, of the ability to appreciate the good and the bad together, I wonder whether anybody these days reads the Bre’r Rabbit stories in the magnificent dialect versions of Joel Chandler Harris. Yes, yes, I…
I’ve had a soft spot for the late Anne Bancroft ever since I happened to see An Audience with Mel Brooks on cable in 1983. He was pushing his new film, To Be or Not To Be, which as it…
Your Humble Blogger assumes that the person posting the Wimsey Papers has the permission of the Sayers estate so to do, and therefore Gentle Readers interested in Lord Peter, or Dorothy Sayers, can read and enjoy in good conscience these…
Your Humble Blogger hasn’t done a State of the Blog for a while, it seems. The state hasn’t really changed very much, though, which I suppose is a good thing. No news is good news, and the like. I’ve been…
My Perfect Non-Reader, after twenty minutes or so of dice-rolling: There are a lot of ways to make seven! Oh, yes. Good to learn that one early. chazak, chazak, v’nitchazek,-Vardibidian….
One problem with Dick Francis novels as comfort reading is that in fact they tend to be a bit depressing. Mr. Francis is quite good, when he wants to be, at putting his heroes into emotional jeopardy as well as…
OK, so Your Humble Blogger hasn’t been getting much joy out of reading the sports pages lately, and I don’t know why I decided to read Gwen Knapp’s column this morning, as it’s usually dreadful. This week’s is a rambling…