*Yawn.* Or, more accurately, AAUGH!!!
*Yawn.* Or, more accurately, AAUGH!!!
That felt good, so I'm going to do it again. Bear with me.
AAUGH!!!
There. Now people nearby are furtively dialing 911, so that They can come and get me.
A long weekend of weddings and familial gatherings has put the Big Kabosh on your regularly scheduled Sunday Spew, which is just as well because my head wasn't quite in that peculiar Biblical space, anyway. I'm smack in the middle of William Propp's excellent commentary on and translation of Exodus 1-18. It's wonderful to thoroughly read a tale wherein the Very Important Protagonist (who happens to be God, but never mind) tells folks what to do, and when they don't, Very Bad Things happen to them, and I'm not just talking about onions falling on their heads.
This is rewarding and diverting because, in the course of buying a house, I have discovered that many, many people do not do what you tell them to do, and when they don't, nothing happens, except that you don't get what you want. I want a staff that I can turn into a snake, so that the house-buying process will proceed in accordance with my will. Let my mortgage application go! Or there will be bloody water and frogs and mysterious ailments of the skin for all.
Anyway. This commentary on Exodus is the first of two volumes, and the author tells me in brief correspondence that he's six years away from completing volume II. Big Brainus Interruptus, that, but it figures--he worked on volume I for 35 years. Hopefully, he won't die before volume II is finished. I'll have to grab ahold of another commentary for Exodus 19-40, so that I can move onward through the ancient literature.
And now: a mysterious noise.
*ping*
