I am in here.
Services in the morning, nap in the afternoon, dinner with friends this evening. A nice, simple day, whose fast was broken early for me due to a horribly acidy stomach that needed food to quiet it. (Have had stomach problems since I was 19.) Wish I had something pithy to say at the end of … Continue reading Yom Kippur
Some mornings it just doesn’t seem worth it to gnaw through the leather straps. — Emo Phillips
This morning, everything was miraculously cleaned away from the party. The sun was out and sparkling, and I dragged my eyelids awake. As I stood waiting for my car by the front door, I watched a guy also lounging around the place, waiting for who knows what, who was obviously going for that Jack-Nicholson-with-a-hangover look. … Continue reading Today in Hollywood
Long service this morning, with Mordechai teaching in fine form indeed, and with the cantor giving truly bodaciously long shofar notes. Vegging out by the pool this afternoon. I watch the tragically hip youth cavort in near nakedness. Very boring. I wish I had something more meaningful to tell you. I could tell you about … Continue reading Rosh Hashanah, part 2
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