The first thing to say about the Big Dog’s speech on Monday was the marvelous shot held for two or three sentences over the former president’s shoulder, so we could see the teleprompter. And the words on the teleprompter didn’t…
Old news, as Your Humble Blogger is aware, and it’s not even News You Can Use. Still, here are my notes from the early part of Monday. Before I start, though, may I point out that there are three stages…
OK, quick update during the dinner break. I’ve seen perhaps a dozen of the three-minute speeches at and around the platform presentation. No chanting yet; I know the hall is pretty near empty, but when the mayor of Tallahassee said…
I was on a James Thurber kick for a while, so I got out Collecting Himself: James Thurber on Writing and Writers, Humor, and Himself (New York: Harper 1989), a collection of heretofore unanthologized bits and pieces. Unsurprisingly, there was…
I bought a copy of The Charioteer (New York: Pantheon 1959) six months ago or more, and kept meaning to read it. I’m terribly fond of Mary Renault’s Greek novels, but had heard bad things about her early ‘contemporary’ books,…
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it recently, but I’ve now read all of Dick Francis’ books several times each. That’s a lot; I think he’s written thirty-three mystery novels, but it may well be more. Some of them aren’t…
It wouldn’t be right for me to write an actual review of Hench, because the writer, Adam Beechen, is one of my oldest friends. So if I didn’t like it, I’d feel all awkward. It’s like going round to the…
Yes, Your Humble Blogger is keyed up for this rhetoric-fest my boys are having in Boston. I will be listening to more of it than a sane person would, and hope to be making some notes for this Tohu Bohu….
OK, for any Gentle Reader who has not yet read or seen Ten Little Indians, AKA And Then There Were None (New York: Pocket 1979), let me start by saying it was the judge. The JUDGE! OK? Secondly, Agatha Christie…