Your Humble Blogger is hitting the road soon—sooner than I expected, actually, as evidently Virginians cannot function in temperatures below zero Celsius. So, although it is just possible I will be able to post a note or two over the…
Sadly, Your Humble Blogger has little time this morning to write about Parshah Vayichi (Gen 47:28-50:26. The reading is not very eventful: Jacob/Israel dies, and is brought back to Hebron to be buried, and then Joseph dies. There’s a lengthy…
Evidently, it’s been well over a year since Your Humble Blogger read an Oz book. I assume that’s a shelving issue; I like them often enough to take one into the bathtub with some frequency, but my hand doesn’t fall…
Since Your Humble Blogger has been floundering around Genesis, one of the congregation lent me Does God Have a Big Toe? Stories about Stories in the Bible, by Marc Gellman. It’s an entertaining book, sweet and just a trifle cloying….
Well, and I had downloaded Cory Doctorow’s novel Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom onto my hard drive quite some time ago, some months after I became aware that it was available. And then last week I got it…
Back when I was reading God’s Secretaries, I noticed that Adam Nicolson frequently referred to the King Lear as being a necessary contemporary comparison to the King James Bible. I was uncomfortably aware that I hadn’t read Lear in twenty…
The mini-fooforah rising out of Bill O’Reilly recently telling a caller who identified himself as Jewish that if he was really offended by … um … a variety of aspects of the ways Christmas dominates American culture, he “gotta” go…
I picked up Voices from the Federal Theatre from the library shelf because I’m interested in the Federal Theatre. I didn’t realize that it was an attempt to do a Studs Terkel book on the topic, and although it isn’t…
I hate to blog about things I really don’t understand, but what the heck is going on with the public discussion of Social Security? I mean, I heard Atrios on NPR the other day, for cryin’ out loud. Look, and…
Well, and when I started this blog thing I told myself that I mustn’t let it degenerate into a constant litany of complaints against the various annoyances of life. As a rule, I said, for every hatchet job I write,…