Just a Game
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In Which Your Humble Blogger wonders what the band played. Let me think… nah.
Everybody Fucks Up Sometime
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In Which Your Humble Blogger cannot believe it. Actually, literally, is finding it difficult to believe. The credibility leaves something to be desired, is what I’m saying.
Look, Behind You!
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t mention the posture. Oh, my terrible posture. If I could go back in time and show myself my posture now…
America! And Egypt!
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In Which Your Humble Blogger hadn’t written an Independence Day post for years, and was only saved by the intervention of the Egyptian Army from writing about Robert Heinlein’s moon.
A view from one community to another
In Which Your Humble Blogger really just wants to indicate appreciation for good writing, and for a space for the good writing to exist in. I think those things are a little more rare than people realize.
Ten Lyrics
In Which Your Humble Blogger would probably get, oh, three out of ten. If they hadn’t been playing today, I mean.
Voting, Right?
In Which Your Humble Blogger forgets to mention that there is a rather important election in Massachusetts today. Another glorious opportunity to hold your nose and vote! Participate, join, be part of things. As Walt Whitman said, “Always inform yourself; always do the best you can; always vote.”
A Zombie Novel, by which I don’t mean…
In Which Your Humble Blogger judges books by their authors. Or authors by their books. Or living co-authors by their dead colleagues. Or something judgey, anyway.
Funny/Not Funny
In Which Your Humble Blogger is not a woman, and doesn’t shut up in a hurry.
Book Report and Play Report
In Which Your Humble Blogger actually writes about something he read. Imagine.