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)
Grumpiness abated. I realized how small a problem it is, after all. I’m not the sort of place people send trackbacks to a lot. Ah, well. I guess I’m an acquired taste. 😎 Well, since I’m currently reading Titus Groan, Ken Wilber’s Sex, Ecology, Spirituality : The Spirit of Evolution, Second Edition, Anthony Powell’s A … Continue reading I hate software, part 936
To remember: not to let the husband out of the house without his keys. Because then he makes you drag yourself all the way home from your comfy couch at the coffee shop to pick him up and let him in. In revenge, you make him listen to techno music all the way home (Miles … Continue reading Things to do for the day
So I sit here after a belated Erev Hanukkah candle-lighting, having first been to a Christmas party performance by Faith Hill (it was a party given by Carl Lindner who owns Chiquita Bananas and Penn Central and the Reds and some other stuff, so he can invite whoever he wants to sing each year). The … Continue reading Erev Hanukkah, 5765
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