I am in here.
I called my family this morning from the pay phone down the hall, amidst a couple of curious looks from the more strict Shabbat observers, but it seems to be fairly well-known that I am the token goy, so I am cut a bit of slack. It feels so little like Christmas, and that has … Continue reading Shabbat Vayechi, 13 Tevet, 5765 (Christmas Day)
So what I’m thinking is that it is possible for a high-school reject to get revenge. It takes 30 years or so, and the wonderful experience of childbirth, but it’s possible. Here’s how it happens: you and your husband stop off on the way home from lunch at the neighborhood grocery store (they still have … Continue reading Popularity in high school, thirty years later
Tried a new shul today — Reform variety, smallish. Shorter service. Guitar accompaniment. Familiar tune to “Sh’ma Israel.” I quailed a bit when I first saw the girl with the guitar on the bimah. It’s those old memories of the catholic church in the late sixties and early seventies pathetically trying to be “relevant” by … Continue reading Shabbat, Shoftim 5764
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