Lies, Lies, Lies, yeah
In Which Your Humble Blogger is also gripey about the big-league thing, and people making fun of orange makeup that he evidently no longer uses, because that sort of thing demeans us all.
Historical Perspective, disquieting and hopeful
In Which Your Humble Blogger meant to link to Nate Silver’s post, which was about the electoral college particularly but seemed relevant anyway.
Polonius Production Diary: I,iii (the docks)
In Which Your Humble Blogger will keep calling in the docks scene, so there.
Polonius Production Diary: the breakdown
In Which Your Humble Blogger is starting to dig.
Polonius Production Diary: the read-through
In Which Your Humble Blogger is quite loud, actually.
Time for a Change, but not quite yet.
In Which Your Humble Blogger will miss her, as soon as she goes.
Production Diary II: This Time It’s Polonius
In Which Your Humble Blogger is as instrumental to the throne of Denmark as is the hand is to the mouth, or vice versa.
Ecclesiastes 2:16
In Which Your Humble Blogger has no idea how the verse might actually read to someone who reads Scriptural Hebrew properly, but is perfectly happy with the notion that those folk may get a different message from the Divine this time.
PinFic, I suppose
In Which Your Humble Blogger could imagine Bertie being tricked into wearing one by Madeline Bassett, thus causing Roderick Spode to threaten to pound him into jelly, but I cannot imagine Bertie actually choosing to wear one with deliberation and understanding.
Further clarity on Presidential Advisors
In Which Your Humble Blogger is a little perplexed, sometimes, by which particular outrages seem to fill the feeds.