An exercise in grace.
Michener’s missionaries and me.
3, 4, 6, 8, who do we appreciate? Well, we don’t appreciate any of those, thank you very much.
Be seeing ya.
Where we are in the cosmos.
It would be strangely quiet. Likely boring, too.
Ah for the good old days, when “extra” actually meant something.
Three times is enemy action.
Pragmatic advice that respects the limits of human memory and, maybe, the limits of human cognition.