Less than Zero
In Which Your Humble Blogger could not possibly care less. No, really, I have tried. I can’t do it.
The Plain One
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In Which Your Humble Blogger also felt that the Plain One was clearly intended to be in short underwear, not long underwear, when he was stripped and spent the second half “naked”.
Loving the Books
In Which Your Humble Blogger discovered that there’s a day for Book Lovers, and it’s more than half over.
The Tax Fiasco
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In Which Your Humble Blogger remembers that thing about the deficit, and how many dollar bills would carpet a football stadium, and all of that, and wonders how it applies here.
The STM, but I’ve said too much already
In Which Your Humble Blogger has stopped writing Book Reports, but hasn’t actually stopped reading.
Daf Yomi? Daf yo-you, maybe, but not yo-me
In Which Your Humble Blogger whines about the world not being different from how it is, ideally in ways that would benefit me particularly. And a pony.
Trying to recapture a little of the glory
RIP Margaret Mahy
In Which Your Humble Blogger would like to write a proper appreciation, and perhaps someday will, but that day is not today, nor any of the other recent days I’ve attempted it.
The impending demise of the picture postcard
In Which Your Humble Blogger learns the word deltiology.
My Giants
In Which Your Humble Blogger’s team is doing pretty well. How are your teams doing?