Pirke Avot, verse seventeen: more Silence
In Which Your Humble Blogger talks about not talking, rather than refraining from talking about talking.
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Pirke Avot, verse seventeen: Silence
In Which Your Humble Blogger returns to the sages for help. Hello, sages! Are you there? Hello?
Pirke Avot, verse sixteen
In Which Your Humble Blogger just shoves the whole thing in one note.
Pirke Avot, verse fifteen: cheer
In Which Your Humble Blogger puts on a happy face.
Pirke Avot, verse fifteen: saying and doing
In Which Your Humble Blogger plays to his strengths, which involve strong lungs and powerful typing fingers, and not so much the git-r-done stuff.
Pirke Avot, verse fifteen: Fixed
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t mean that it was broken at some point.
Pirke Avot, verse 14: when?
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets lots in the weeds, a bit, but will be home soon.
Pirke Avot, verse 14: ma or mi?
In Which Your Humble Blogger gets to the root of things, the bitter nasty root.
Pirke Avot, verse 14: mi li, dodi li
In Which Your Humble Blogger takes what is probably a common or garden coincidence of sound and phrasing, and turns it into a whole big thing.
Pirke Avot, verse fourteen: I, me, mine
In Which Your Humble Blogger starts in at the Big One.