Giants Baseball, from May to August (and then some)
In Which Your Humble Blogger never thought they were quite that good, but thinks they probably really are this bad.
Book Report: Five Children on the Western Front
In Which Your Humble Blogger wept a bit, which felt good.
Book Report: The Librarian
In Which Your Humble Blogger was lent the book because of this place of employment by someone who doesn’t really know about this Tohu Bohu and its erstwhile focus on Scriptural analysis.
Two Great Myths
In Which Your Humble Blogger knows that most people would deny this stuff, which it would certainly be easier to do.
Book Reports: The Just City and Children of Earth and Sky
In Which Your Humble Blogger can, too, post two book reports in one note, so there. Actual real essayists do that sort of thing all the time.
Lady Blueskirt’s Seventh Husband
In Which Your Humble Blogger is also reminded of the Monty Python skit about the milkmen, of course.
Labor Day
In Which Your Humble Blogger is but one drop, and cannot turn the wheel himself. There is, however, good news.
Malvolio Production Diary: Wrap
In Which Your Humble Blogger bids farewell to the Steward of Illyria.
Malvolio Production Diary: Audiences
In Which Your Humble Blogger loves audiences, the bastards, but sure as hell doesn’t trust ’em.
Trans and Drag
In Which Your Humble Blogger thinks of it as masculine toast and masculine butter, ready for spreading by a masculine hand.