Tag: PirkeAvot

In Which the verse is all about Your Humble Blogger. Again.

In Which Your Humble Blogger changes his mind.

In Which Your Humble Blogger finds it likely that the talk of children could put a man out of his mind, not out of the world.

In Which Your Humble Blogger will just have one, just a bit, that’s enough, when.

In Which Your Humble Blogger snoozes, hits the button, snoozes for another nine minutes, and then gets up to make the doughnuts.

In Which Your Humble Blogger digs in.

In Which Your Humble Blogger has a few introductory remarks, which unexpectedly fail to introduce anything.

In Which Your Humble Blogger can dredge up that Oh, be a fine girl, kiss me is a mnemonic for something, but what? Ah, well, kiss me anyway, we’ll think of it later.

In Which Your Humble Blogger looks at another verse which figures memorably in The Chosen.

In Which Your Humble Blogger goes on for longer than expected, which should certainly have been expected at this point