I am in here.
It’s past sundown, and I sit and stare at my glass of water over there (which I was drinking before sundown). Had only one meal today, but I made it a big one with chocolate cake for dessert. My worry is not “Will I make it through YK?” but “Will I forget it’s YK and … Continue reading Erev Yom Kippur at white pebble
Home again. I’ve said that before, haven’t I? First I turn on the air conditioner, which Buck is always turning off. Then I unpack; then I plug Fluffy in and say “Hi” to the blog. But it was time to leave Sunset Strip. Outside the House of Blues last night, after supper, I felt a … Continue reading Cincinnati by dinner time
I just got back from having dinner with my friend Sid, who lives out here in LA. He and I have come up with a new way of marking the start of the Jewish New Year (impromptu-ly, on the drive back): you judge it from your first sighting of a transvestite prostitute. The one we … Continue reading New Year sightings
Hi back to Michael from Tulsa! Just have been out to the Oyster Bar at Grand Central for dinner with the brother- and sister-in-law, catching up on the fact that they’re grandparents and I’m a great-aunt (eeeeeeek!) etc. etc. Walking to there from Times Square, where the Ohio delegation stays, was the usual Manhattan walk, … Continue reading RNC: the gathering of the … er… forces
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