As advertised, G. and I took in Jeanne Robertson’s show at Three Stages Folsom Sunday night. The woman did not disappoint.
George Saunders’ 10th of December: Warmly Exhausting
If this review seems languid, it’s because my brain and I are cuddling—having just concluded a taxing but gratifying bout of intellectual intercourse with George Saunders’ 10th of December.
Meet the Sousa Family
As a former member of the Board of Directors and volunteer for Sacramento’s chapter, I believe in Habitat for Humanity. Simply stated, Sac-Habitat improves our community, one family at a time.
Meet the Nguyen Family
I hope you’ve survived Gray Thursday, Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, and Cyber Monday. Today is “Giving Tuesday.”
Teww Sssssaxxy fer Mysssssaaalf (Redux)
Still suffering from campaign fatigue—and increasingly annoyed at Republicans trying to change the “more revenues mandate” subject by concocting a national security “crisis.” Good time to refocus on another persistent social problem related to language: delivery.
Our Flabby Language V (Redux)
Continuing from last Wednesday, following is a do-over for the fifth installment of Our Flabby Language. (One more to follow, next Wednesday.)
Our Flabby Language IV (Redux)
Continuing from last Wednesday, here’s a reprise of the fourth installment of Our Flabby Language. (Two more to follow, on succeeding
Wednesdays.)
Is the U.S. Senate Obsolete–II?
Picking up from last Friday: Fixing the filibuster: the “Nuclear Option?” Fun Fact: One historian believes that the filibuster originated, not as a deliberate and cherished bulwark against runaway majoritarianism, but as a mistake.
Our Flabby Language III (Redux)
Continuing from last Wednesday, here’s a reprise of the third installment of Our Flabby Language. (Three more to follow, on Wednesdays.) This installment: Holy Macro! through Muscular.