Tuesday, December 28, 2004

a moment of silence

both the numbers of the dead and the percentage of which are reported to be children just blow my mind...

Monday, December 20, 2004

thanks, 'ptr'

i'm in the middle of being severely pissed off. instead of goign away, 'ptr's ben emailing me.  apparentl oneof his idiot friend also reads mt blog (oh, i'm so glad i have stalkers from scranton) and told him that i said here that i'd go tell our entire shul about this.

goddamn high school fuckwits!

i apologize to everybody here, but this is going to eb my last open posting.  if you want to access my blog, you must email me, tell me minimally who you are, and i will create a password for you.  i know that most of you will stop reading, and i'm sorry, but i've had more than enough from these idiots.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

selfish

this is the 4th day i've been in the office since before thanksgiving.  so all the webbe rebbe emails are being sent out with apologies for the delay, as the webbe rebbe was out with an injury.

NOT ONE CONSUMER has writen back to say "oh, i'm sorry you were hurt, hope all is ok"

in my ears

you know it's going to be a weird day when you go straight from the cranberries "i just shot john lennon" to a beatles song.  my heart skipped a beat.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

i like this

A group of Yeshiva University High School students is planning a mission to the Republic of Palau in conjunction with the Foundation for the North Pacific and the Palauan government.

Since gaining its independence over a decade ago, Palau has been one of Israel's strongest supporters at the United Nations, and the students hope to thank the people of Palau for this support. Palau is one of only five nations in the UN that consistently votes with Israel (two of which are Israel and the United States). The trip is a unique oppurtunity to create a strong relationship between our community and one of Israel's closest friends in the international community. The students are working tirelessly to raise funding for the trip, which is endorsed by numerous important organizations and individuals including Yeshiva University and AMCHA.

To learn more or to make a secure online donation, visit www.palaumission.org.  All donations are tax deductible.

>

> We thank you for your support.

and so i am

open
solitary
solid

why not

This web site is giving away Old Navy gift cards.  I figure since the free ipods worked (and free flat screens, although we're still waiting for 2 more referals to clear), this is worth a shot too.

Monday, December 13, 2004

also

HAPPY 6 MONTH ANNIVERSARY!!!!!!!!!!!!

the deepest

i just want to say that when Avraham gets smicha and everyone starts calling me Rebbetzin i will only be amused sometimes.

Sunday, December 12, 2004

party

So, Benyummukah was a lot of fun.  we had latkes and wine and cheese, although i'm not sure how many peolpe caught the significance of the wine and cheese.  oh well.  benyamin's flying back out in about 2.5 hours - my first-born.  lol

there was a lot of the usual crowd, but also alot of people i rarely see, so that was the funnest.  i finally got to meet wallach baby who is quite cute and very giggly.  it's a good trait in babies.

my leg is still not better (i stoppped taking the ultracet as of thursday night).  i think i may have to start taking the meds again so i can get around today - we have a 2 hour subway ride to my in-laws which will probably put me out of commission for the rest of the day.  they're having a chanuka party.

all in all i'm tired, very happy that i got to see benyamin, wish i'd had more time with him.  seems that every time i got up from talking to him someone would steal me seat.  he kept glowering at me from across the room, which is fun.

avs took a whole bunch of pictures, i hope to get some up eventually so you can see how pretty we made it in here.  no small feat given where we live.

also a big thanks to motti both for making wonderful latkes for us and for allowing me to sit and rest instead of standing in the kitchen.  and a big thanks to avraham for, yuou know, being avraham.  *grin*

lalala, i love reisling

Friday, December 10, 2004

tgif

i'm home again today.  working on the Pesach section for the website and the guide.  There's so much to do, it's alittle over-whelmimng.  and if i make any mistakes... wow.  although it's nice to be in the position where i build an entire of the site myself.  it feels good.

avraham's going to be tovelling a ton of stuff today, mostly for the party tomorrow night.  should be alot of fun.  thank god for motti - he's coming ASAP after Shabbat to help me cook and keep me off my feet.  i can sit and organize all the food stuff, and avraham has seriously just been amazing tro me the past two weeks.  i have tried his patience every day, many times a day, and at the end of it all, he just drops a kiss on my forehead and tells me to get better.  (soon!)

we were watching without a trace last night, which focused on jack's deposition for a custody case.  his ex-wife was being a total bitch.  she was using all kinds of personal information he'd told her while they were married to prove that he was incapable of raising the girls.  she let her lawyer keep needling at him about his moither's suicide...  it was awful.

one has to wonder with people like that what the relationship was like in it's good stage.

Thursday, December 9, 2004

the official word

Message from Rabbi Dr. Tzvi Hersh Weinreb, OU Executive Vice President, and Rabbi Menachem Genack, OU Kashrut Rabbinic Administrator

Joint Statement of Rabbis and Certifying Agencies

sat night

so we're having this beautiful party on saturday night and i'm so excited, with wine and cheese and dried fruit and gorgeous glassware and latkes on the side.  : )  yay

and jazz

lala

i'm home, i'm home!  i woke up limping, it seemed safer to stay put.

the stupid USPS only delivered half of my packages.  i got a slip telling me i wasn't home for the rest of them.  morans.

Wednesday, December 8, 2004

if you are into such things

then this is the article for you:

US Certifiers of Kosher Slaughter Defend Schechita Practices

yay

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i knew it all along!

You scored as Catholic.

Catholic

75%

Anarchist

75%

Jewish

65%

Christian

55%

Buddhist

55%

Cult

50%


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this is what comes of growing up in scranton

Tuesday, December 7, 2004

m-m-m-my sharona

how I'm feeling - I'm well enough that i can walk to the subway in the morning.  after the ride i'm mildly limping.  midday i'm limping more, and by the time i go home, my four block walk from the subway takes 20 minutes.

i'm on new meds as of last night...  i'm not sure how they'll resolve the issues, but it's worth a shot.

my ride in today was a rather nauseous one (the meds work best on an empty stomach).  i also found last night that they have a semi-hypnotic effect on me.  falling asleep was this cycle of phasing out and back in, rather fuzzily.  i felt it mildly on the subway today as well.

you know what that means - today is a PUNK MUSIC day.  : )

maybe

my doctor prescribed a new pain medication called ultracet (and before any of you post, i already know all the possible side effects and precautionary info, but thanks).  hoping it works...

HAPPY CHANUKA!

email of the day

It's hard to be single nowadays. This was on the "Tonight Show" with Jay Leno.  Jay went into the audience to find the most embarrassing first date that a woman ever had.  The winner described her worst first date experience.  There was absolutely no question as to why her tale took the prize!

Marilyn said it was midwinter... snowing and quite cold...and the guy had taken her skiing to Lake  Arrowhead. It was a day trip (no overnight).  No, not Marilyn. They were strangers, after all, and truly had never met before. The outing was fun but relatively uneventful until they were headed home late that afternoon.  They were driving back down the mountain when she gradually began to realize that she should not have had that extra latte.  They were about an hour away from anywhere with a rest room and in the middle of nowhere! Her companion suggested she try to hold it, which she did  for a while.  Unfortunately, because of the heavy snow and slow going, there came a point where she told him that he had better stop and let her pee beside  the road, or it would be the front seat of his car.  They stopped and she quickly crawled out beside the car, yanked her pants down and started.  Unfortunately, in the deep snow she didn't have good footing, so she let her butt rest against the rear fender to steady herself.  Her companion stood on the side of the car watching for traffic and indeed was a real gentleman and refrained from peeking.  All she could think about was the relief she felt despite the rather embarrassing nature of the situation.  Upon finishing however, she soon became aware of another sensation.  As she bent to pull up her pants,  the young lady discovered her buttocks were firmly glued against the car's fender. Thoughts of tongues frozen to pump handles immediately came to mind  as she attempted to disengage her flesh from the icy metal. It was quickly apparent that she had a brand new problem due to the extreme cold.

Horrified by her plight and yet aware of the humor she answered her date's concerns about "what was taking so long" with a reply that indeed, she was "freezing her butt off and needed some assistance"!  He came around the car as she tried to cover herself with her  sweater and then, as she looked imploringly  into his eyes, he burst out laughing. She too, got the giggles and when they finally managed to compose themselves, they assessed her dilemma. Obviously, as hysterical as the situation was, they also were faced with a real problem.  Both agreed it would take something hot to free her chilly cheeks from the grip of the icy metal!  Thinking about what had gotten her into the predicament  in the first place, both quickly realized that there was only one way to get her free so, as she looked the other way, her first time date proceeded to unzip his pants and pee her butt off the fender. 

As for the Tonight Show... she took the prize hands down ...or  perhaps that should be "pants down." And you thought your first date was embarrassing!  This gives a whole new meaning to being "pissed off".

Oh, and how did the first date turn out?   He became her husband and was sitting next to her on  the Leno show.

: (

back at work, in sheer agony after the walk to the subway, the ride, and sitting in my chair for the past 1.5 hours.

yay for not having heat in my office so i don't feel it as much.

Monday, December 6, 2004

yay yay!

benyomin's here!  he called me from my hall way and he's on my couch AS WE SPEAK!

blablabla

in other news, i emailed avraham's cousin yesterday, whohe hasn't seen since he was about 5.  she's in school in NY, as is her sister, so we're going to get together after finals.  i'm so excited!

Sunday, December 5, 2004

oh, hads

at hadar's party last night, as i was leaving, i went to kiss him goodbye.  some girl behind me says, really angry, "who IS that girl?"  some other girl replies "oh, just his sister."

hahaha - stupid hos, my brother doesn't like slutty girls!

other than that it was fine, beyond the odd person puking in the taxi (really, so gross).  i got to play with davises and tamar's awesome roommate devora, tali, naomi, and i met the prettiest, funniest girl named malki who should marry hadar tomorrow.

lala, i'm out.
oh - the ankle's still sore, but i'll live.

Thursday, December 2, 2004

ow says my body

we rearranged the apartment last night, by which i mean that avraham pushed everything around while i pointed to where i wanted it to go.  : (  it's so hard to not be able to help.  i mean, i was upright for longer than i should have been, and that was dumb, but so is using a computer, cause i can't be lying down while i am.

i'm SO damned impatient, it's a wonder i ever heal.

anyway, this week gave me time to think about stuff.  the primnary thing i realized is that i've always been quite bad at the whole bikur cholim bit - i know people get bored or lonely, but i never take the time to visit.

after a week of very few people taking the time to visit, i can say without a doubt that's going to change.  i('m not trying to make anyone feel guilty)  it just sucks to be alone, to have to figure out what to do for food when you really shouldn't be standing and cooking for half an hour, to entertain yourself when you're alone for 42 hours over the course of 4 days.  at least i have avraham in the morning and at night.  i can't imagine what it's like for people who are truly alone.

i think that this may be the first time that i was out of my parents' home and laid up with somethihng where i was concsious the whole time.  epstein-barr is alittle easier, beacuse you don't have the energy to be awake most of the day.

i also realized this week that there is no WAY i could ever consider living in washington heights for real.

oh, also, for those who are wondering, i'm writing from the "ofiicial OU laptop".  yay yay to johnny for both visiting and bringing me some freedom.

lalala

lalala lying on a couch all day lalala falling asleep cause i take codeine

lalala

Wednesday, December 1, 2004

the dr. says...

... that i am on bed rest through the weekend, and if it still hurts monday to come back.  x-rays show nothing is broken, the tylenol and codeine doesn't seem as stong as i'd rememberd it...

i'm BORED all say.  i watch game shows.  i have nothing to read, no comuter, only so long i can hum to myself without wanting company.

so if you have good books, drop 'em off.  i'm here and waiting.

Tuesday, November 30, 2004

my wee little cousin

http://www.iba.org.il/

"Go there, click on the IBA English News link on the left hand side. Make sure it's the one with the camera symbol to the right of the words. But hurry. This limited time offer will expire come tomorrow afternoon in Israel. My segment goes from somewhere in the 12th minute till about the 20th. But the whole broadcast is fun to watch."

sorry

picture this:  Friday afternoon, we're all in a rush.  my mother asks me to get somehting for her from the closet.  the cleaning lady is standing between me and the closet.  i move towards her, and she sticks her butt out so i can't pass by.  we dont get along, so to avoid conversation with her as i usually do, i simply step past her.  apparently it was too far a step.  somehitng went pop in my mid-calf.

as per my usual, i ignored it as it progressively got worse, to the point that i was seriously limping on sunday.  on monday i tried to go to work, but i simply couldn't walk.  i tried to work from the library.  i finally gave in and went to consult a PA, who told me i stretched my tendon (the one next to the achilles), but probably didn't tear it.  to recoup, i need to elevate it, ice it, and inhale motrin.  until then, i'm a limpaholic.  like it takes me 10 minutes to go 2 blocks.

so my ankle's swollen and hurting, my mid calf feels like someone is ripping it open with a hot blunt object, my foot is cramping, and i'm spending all day bored on the couch with my leg elevated, because any other position strecthes my calf so much that i'm not gaining anything by elevating it.

i'm bored, i'm in pain, i have no computer here all day (hence my online absence).  and best of all, when i told my mom i have tendonitis, she said "you didn't tell me it hurt that much on Shabbat!".  i said "i did, but you thought i was exagerrating."  back and forth for a bit til i end with  "really, you just weren't listening."

got off the phone before i could get yelled at again for not seeing a doctor sooner.  cause if this isn't better within the next few days, it might be more serious than we thought.  crap-a-doody.  i'm SO not in the mood.

so here's hoping i can walk enough to go to work tomorrow, cause i'm going NUTS.

Sunday, November 28, 2004

night night

long good weekend.  am so wiped but in a good way.  finally bought curtains, now just need to put them up and will maybe start to feel like a gornw-up.  hopefull not.  walking funny due to something with my ankle, unclear whether i should ignore it or have it looked at.  have chosen to ignore, prefer limping.  sage green looks lovely with a certain shade of purple.

Thursday, November 25, 2004

i'd cross my fingers if i weren't jewish

please say tehilim for meir eliyahu ben sender, a very close friend who is going to get a new pancreas and kidney tonight. or just send happy vibes his way. : )

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

there aren't even that many people in scranton

In December 2003, about 300 soldiers from the 109th left for Iraq. About three months later, 368 soldiers with the 2nd Battalion, 103rd Armor, left McGuire Air Force Base in New Jersey for the Middle East. The unit had received its deployment order in December 2003, after receiving advance notice.

this is why we vote blue.

to clarify:

The 55th Brigade is comprised of several subordinate units, including the 2nd Battalion, 103rd Armor and the 109th Field Artillery in Wilkes-Barre. National Guardsmen from both are currently serving in Iraq.

that means that within 3 months, over 600 soldiers from the 55th Brigade were sent off.  and they are now being told that more are soon to go.  proportionately, that's a hell of a lot of soldiers coming from my neck of the woods.

and then, and then...

thank god for music at work.  it seriously keeps me from doing dreadfully dangerous things.  things like stapling my hat to my head, or cutting my hair myself (i did that for all of tenth grade, and it worked...  nail scissors though, not like the big ones i have here).  sometimes i want to punch my computer (only when it's being mean to me) or fall asleep.  then i find good music and turn it up and next thing you knwo i'm bouncing around and it's 3:19!!!!!!!!!  yay!

note to self - i can't type.

if i worked from 11-7 i'd be so much better off.  i'd sleep til 9:30, come in at 10, lalala, i'd be SO happy.  and i'd be back on my natural sleeping cycle.  this working during regular day time hours thing is going to kill me.  i just can't adjust to sleeping from 11-7.  i don't want or need to sleep until 3 or 4, unless i've been unable to sleep for days on end.  then i just fall asleep wherever i happen to be at the time.

there are no more and thens!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

funny

the poster child for, well, posters...  tznius ones, at least.

baggy pants will get you every time

Granny stops handcuffed, nearly naked suspect fleeing police

on a cheerier note

father stands up for self and family, goes after the magots who mugged him and threatened to rape his daughters

i think that about sums it up.

and again

slashing at a high school

the thing with a knife is you don't always feel it at first, but after...  after it burns like a mofo.

explosive

4 US students suspected in Molotov Cocktail attack on Palestinians

1. whoever did throw it deserves to be fully punished.  there is no excuse for random terror, from either side.

2. the kids were released for a lack of evidence connecting them to the incident.  avraham's bothered because they created a disturbance in court by singing and saying Tehillim.  i'm reading it as a protest of some kind.

i find that the police tend to over-react in Israel when dealing with the religious.  i hope that there is a full investigation and that whoever did this is caught and prosecuted, but not for being a Yeshiva student in the right place at the wrong time.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

hallelujah, jafar...

Medical Journal Calls for a New Drug Watchdog

good idea!  i've been wondering how it is that all these drugs with all these horrible side effects keep getting on the market and becoming industry standard, then suddely they realize it kills people.

the vioxx thing freaked me out.

airport pat-downs

Many Women Say Airport Pat-Downs Are a Humiliation

here's a fun little scenario.  religious woman goes to fly, is stopped either because she's been randomly asisgned or because she set off the metal detector.  guy starts to search her.  (ignoring negiah issues right now.)  he asks her to remove her shirt.  he runs his fingers under her bra straps.  he looks down her skirt.  he, of course, must look under her hat, tichel, or sheitel.

you have the right to ask for two things:
1. you can be searched in private
2. a female agent to search you (although in my experience, they are never around)

you probably dont want to travel wearing a sheitel as they will get beligerent about your wearing fake hair (obviously a huge terror threat).

you also have the right to file a complaint and should do so if you feel anything inappropriate happened.

additionally, ify ou need to get your license renewed and need to have your hair covered, speak to your local rabbi about what you can do and whether there are waivers in your statre re: hair covering in official IDs for religious reasons.

fidgety d

i want hugs and a nap and everyone's trying to placate me with other things.  no no NO!  i want HUGS!

 

i am now throwing a tantrum, but you can't tell.

the email i wanted to send

after 6 weeks of not being cc-ed on important email, i did it.

me:

I must ask that all website related emails be sent to me as well, as there have now been a run of emails sent to Rabbi Kaganoff and Rabbi Luban that I have not received.  It's difficult to help or stay on top of things if I'm not included in the discussion.  Thank you.

If you have any further questions, please do email back.

him:

In an earlier email Rabbi Kaganoff asked that I respond directly to him. I will find that and forward it to you.

i held back from:

"Gary, I'm quickly losing patience here.  If I'm supposed to be able to do my job, I need to be kept in the loop.  If you are looking to only work with Rabbis Kaganoff and Luban, and therefore you prefer to only respond to them, say so.  I doubt very highly that Rabbi Kaganoff wanted to have you email him so he could then forward everything to me.  This lack of communication is counter-productive and frankly disrespectful."

now pondering what to say to this guy if anything.  he's been playing these games since july and the web site hasn't changed at all.  he keeps trying to drop the blame on us, which woudl have a better shot if he would freaking WORK.

/grumble grumble

Monday, November 22, 2004

KYW

high school shooting one hour ago

seemed appropriate somehow

The Joker


By: Miller/Ertegun/Curtis

Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love 

People talk about me, baby
Say I'm doin' you wrong, doin' you wrong
Well, don't you worry baby
Don't worry
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one

I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run
Wooo Wooooo

You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
Want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time

Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I get my lovin' on the run

I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun

I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I sure don't want to hurt no one

Wooo Woooo

People keep talking about me baby
They say I'm doin' you wrong
Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry mama
Cause I'm right here at home

You're the cutest thing I ever did see
Really love your peaches want to shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Come on baby and I'll show you a good time

-------------------------------------------------------------------------

rawk

got my me first and the gimme gimmes CD - ruin johnny's bar mitzva.

yay yay!

oh fark, you lark

i figure that if the Fark moderators can shamelessly promore what they want for Christmas, i can too.  although my christmas is called kwanzaaaaa.

Dani's Wishlist

wtf?!

i get this call last night from a college friend i'm not really in touch with lately.

him: so i hear you and avraham are having problems
me: what are you talking about?
him: i hear you're not as frum as he expected you would be.
me: (stunned silence)
him: and that you're a lot wilder than he expected.  and your friends are too wild for him.  and you have communication issues.
me: what are you talking about?

apparently a number (4, to be precise) of people have spoken to this guy about my relationship with my husband.

i hung up and turned to tell avraham.  he looked at me, confused.  we sat there in silence for a minute, trying to digest that the marriage we thought was going so well was all this time a sham.  that we were indeed unhappy and not communicative.  i mean, it was a shock to us, we thought we were getting along splendidly.

the only conclusions we could draw after an hour of watching TV was that 1. the people who are "concerned" are obviously not close enough friends that they felt they could approach us with their concerns, 2. they are not close enough to know avraham, 3. they have not spend a lot of time with us as a couple, and 4. they have no hold on who my close friends are if they went to talk to someone i've seen twice in the past year and a half.

i think that it's a gaggle of girls who secretly love avraham and want to win him over.  poor poor gaggle of girls - i can really sympathize.  when i thought i'd have to live without avraham, i was pretty sad too.

but - NOT NICE!  there is no excuse for talking crap about someone's marriage!  and if it were true that we were having issues, why not come straight to us if you're so concerned?  i mean, if we were having problems, why would we want to talk to someone 3rd hand?  and would we want other people discussing it?  (answer for the dumb ones: NO)

so a gentle potch for the talkie people who put a drop of not-nice into an otherwise amazing weekend.  don't do it again.  it'll really piss us off.

Friday, November 19, 2004

title

i have this issue.  i hate when people are attention whores.  i hate people who blog so that other people will wonder who they are, will fantasize about them...  it makes me physically ill, like watching a girl spread her legs in public to tantalize whatever guys might be looking her way.

yet i blog.  and i blog about myself and my life.  my random thoughts.  i blog mostly because i have a place online where i can dump my thoughts and share them with the people i care about.  sometimes i meet nice people through my blog, and we stay in touch.

but i'm quickly freaked out by the people who will IM me as if they know me because they read my blog.  i run as fast as i can.  meaning with some people (daniel, as an example), they took the time to tell me about themselves.  i know who they are, can relate to some degree, have a mode of conversation beyond what they've gleaned from my writings.

but the fact that people davka look for that, pursue that...  i can't wrap my head around it.  no more than i understand selling yourself.  it's just gross.  and knowing people who get caught up in such blogs  - i don't even know what to say to them.

it's like guys who want paris hilton.  it's just disgusting.  how low do you have to be to let yourself caught in the head games and bull shit?  i mean, paris hilton is a punchline to me.  i kinda feel bad for her, tempered by the knowledge she does it to herself.

argh!!!!!!!  i just don't GET it!

so i'm not sure how i feel abou my own blogging right now.  i know why i do it.  i'm just not sure how many of you do.

wendy liebman says

"don't do drugs cause i saw what they did to my friends.  i would get stoned and they would look all weird to me."

ok,i get the message

You Are the Enthusiast
7 You are outgoing and playful - always seeing the happy side to life. You're enthusiastic and excitable. You love anything new. Multi-talented, you do many things well... and find success easy. You prefer to keep things light with others. Opening up is hard for you.
granted this is also what my friend left for me at work to read about myself.  on a wild hunch, i just HAD to try the quiz (as lifted from devora's journal)
i am the crazy enthusiast, this i knew, fun part is that the book suggests things to try to help yourself, and they're all basically the things i figured out for myself in high school.  and did, which is why i now have an attention span and can calm down when my adrenaline begins to spike.
yay for the internet

Thursday, November 18, 2004

hee hee

whoops, meant to tell you all before. emily and i walked out of the bar on 39th and 7th last night (avraham was at a PTA meeting). we get to the corner, and this girl kinda walks into us. we look up, and she laughing so hard. i notice: long pretty blond hair, red lisptick, red heels, pretty. she composes herself and walks on with her friend.

em and i turn to each other.   "was that claire danes?"

... yes.

thank you, david

"Gali girls are the modern Jewish role models.  Kind and compassionate, vibrant and curious, beautiful and intelligent, strong and capable.  Learn to play the Jewish way with Gali girls."

david (whose URL i'd have inserted here if he'd IMed me back with it.  gr) heard that they're shomer.  i need to put an advisory here - anyone who is offended by skin showing between socks and skirts, please DO NOT LOOK.

also, the font keeps making "Gali" look like"Call" to my eye...  whoops.

update: david can be found at http://blogs.yucs.org/~dwallach/

for all those who want to see it

maybe we'll buy it and have a big cry-a-thon on the floor.

if you can't fins this version, it was remade later and called "an affair to remember".  the nice thing is that it was re-done by the same director, so it's a very similar feel, somewhat updated, and in color.  for movie obsessed people (like msyelf and my brother), it's fascinating to watch both.

then that was re-made into this version of "love affair".

also, for those who are probably more familiar with this movie, "sleepless in seattle" was obsessed with "an affair to remember" (remember the whole thing about the empire state builing?  granted, i only saw 3 minutes of SIS, but still).  have to admit that nora ephron knows her movie history.

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

i'll call myself "angry"

someone just went off on avraham on his blog for being immature.  i'd like to address that for a moment.  number one - don't judge the blog post by the commentors.  number two, someone saying "i absolutely disagree with this" on their blog is not their way of making the people who wrote it feel stupid.  dude, if i wanted to make the people in the jewish press look stupid, i would write into the jewish press and have them publish it there where the writer and his/her friends would read it.

number 3 - if anyone on that blog is immature, it's ME, goddamit!

baba o'riley

Out here in the fields, I fight for my meals
I get my back into my living
I don't need to fight, to prove I'm right
I don't need to be forgiven
Don't cry, don't raise your eye
It's only teenage wasteland

Sally, take my hand
Well travel South, 'cross land
Put out the fire and don't look past my shoulder

The Exodus is here
The happy ones are near
Let's get together before we get much older

Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland

They're all wasted

funk

if you missed it, i've been in a kind of funk for a while.  between people who keep putting themselves in craptastic places in life and coming to to - what, fix it?, exhaustion, and a general sadness taht comes every winter, i've been defensive, down, and easily annoyed.

last night i watched a movie love affair (the original that affair to remember was based on), and i sat on the couch crying hysterically, just cause i needed to.

it's funny how i sit there and sob even though it has nothing to do with me.  but it's haunting, especially when it touches on people's own stupidity making everyong miserable.  so i sat and had myself a good cry, tears dribbling off my chin, eyes red.  it was highly satisfying.

for those who don't know the story, i'm about to tell it:
two people (terry and michel), who are each in their own relationship, meet on a ship as they're going to new york.  they're drawn to each other even though they have their own commitments.  she fights it, and when he realizes that it's more than a passinf flirtation, he tries to fight it too.  they dock one day, and she meets his grandmother.  it's just beautiful.  they see sides of each other they'd missed on the boat, and you can visibly see the connection between them.  on the last night on the boat, he asks her to meet him 6 months, after they've both gotten their lives together.

as they part, she calls over her shoulder, "oh, and do you like children?"
he says "yes, i love them."
she glows for amiute, then runs back to her room.

the next morning she presses a note into his hand, with a plan to meet in 6 months on the 102nd floor of the empire state building.

she quits her job (she was working for her boyfriend, who she also dumps), goes to philly, and builds a career singing.  he breaks up with his heiress finace, and starts working as a billboard painter while trying to sell paintings he has done.  he does a painting of her with his grandmother, and can't bring himself to put it up for sale.

finally the day arrives.  she comes back to new york, buys a new fabulous dress, and runs off to meet him.  her ex runs into her and tries to win her back, but she's so wrapped up in the moment, she barely notices.  she jumps into a cab and rushes to the empire state building, where they're supposed to meet at 5.  as she looks up at the 102nd floor, thinking of him, a taxi hits her.

he waits til midnight and then stalks away.

she hides out, recuperating, hoping she'll be able to walk again some day.  she refuses to have anyone tell him, saying she wants to be able to run to him.  he goes back to his old playboy life, miserbale and heart broken.  he goes to visit his grandmother in medeira, only to find she has just died (leaving her prayer shawl for terry).

one night she's well enough to go out to the theatre with her ex, and he's there with his ex.  they pass each other, and he just looks at her for a moment, hands her something she's dropped, and leaves.  her ex brings her wheelchair and takes her home.

the next day he goes to see her, having found her in the phone book.  she's on a couch, with her legs covered.  there's a heated awkward exchange about the night they were supposed to meet.  he tells her he's leaving new york, maybe never coming back, and that he will never trust women again.  she still won't break, still won't tell him why she didn't come, didn't call, didnt even leave a note.

as he's leaving, he gives her the shawl and mentions that he painted her wearing it.  he tells her that he didn't want to sell the painting, and he was going to throw it away.  but a young woman came in to the art store and asked his agent how much it was, and she was poor and paralyzed.  then it hits him, and he stalks through the room looking for the painting.  when he sees it, a look of complete horror and regret comes over his face.  he runs to her, hugs her, and they're re-united.

tears tears tears


school daze

was at city this morning.  the advisor didn't get in til 10, so i sat like a good little girl and waited.

so it boils down to: stern may have never sent a final transcript, i have no transfer credits, my emglish major declaration never was made official, they have no idea what classes i need to take, regitration will be in january, there's a stop on my record that no one can clear, but i somehow don't need a portfolio or to write a thesis.  not sure how/why people graduate from there.

so i have a gazillion numbers i have to call and a gazillion people whoneed to do things for me, but we know, of course, that they won't get done cauise i won't be there in person to ask them to do it.  cause a voice on a phone just doesn't seem to faze people.  i coulnd't decide if i should spell it phase or faze, but i like the look of faze better, even though phase uses letters for sounds other than the ones they normally make.

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

4:07

i just want to go home

doublemint

sometimes i wish i still smoked.  when things come rushing up at me through my head, i want a cloud hazing them so i can stare back with some degree of tranquility, of distance.

i remember, i know you, i am you.  i see you.  try to avoid my eyes, try to break away from my gaze.

one day you'll hear me

sometimes i want to turn to the people who try to shut me up and say "fuck you"  "fuck you" and "fuck you"  i want to staple it to their heads in whispery delicate writing

there are things i'm not "allowed" to discuss, things i'm not "allowed" to share.

the more you restrain me, the more i need to break free and scream it from the hills.

watch me, because one day when you think i've forgotten abot all of this, you'll hear my voice echoing loud and strong

and to anyone here who may feel the need to tell me to chill, don't bother.  i'm perfectly calm.  you learn to be.

DEC_029

...

i'm not sure what it means, but 8 people have walked out on bush in the past week.
Homeland Security Secretary Tom Ridge
Tommy Thompson, the Health and Human Services chief
Secretary of State Colin Powell
Education Secretary Rod Paige
Agriculture Secretary Ann Veneman
Energy Secretary Spencer Abraham
Attorney General John Ashcroft
Commerce Secretary Don Evans
i know i'm ignorant re: politics, but out of a cabinet of 15, isn't that quite a lot of people?

'Dani Weiss' posted on the Tue 16 Nov 2004, 11:08 am
even better:
Secretary of Agriculture, Ann M. Veneman
Secretary of Commerce, Don Evans
Secretary of Defense, Donald Rumsfeld
Secretary of Education, Rod Paige
Secretary of Energy, Spencer Abraham
Secretary of Health & Human Services, Tommy Thompson
Department of Homeland Security, Tom Ridge
Secretary of Housing & Urban Development, Alphonso Jackson
Secretary of the Interior, Gale Norton
Department of Justice, John Ashcroft
Secretary of Labor, Elaine Chao
Secretary of State, Colin Powell
Secretary of Transportation, Norman Mineta
Secretary of the Treasury, John Snow
Secretary of Veterans Affairs, Anthony Principi

just another day

me: i'm hoping that they actually have all of my transcripts now so we can actually figure out what i still need to take
aylana: that would be nice
aylana: i think you're a deluded optimist
me: i mean
me: i'd like to graduate before i have 2 or 3 kids
me: and no i'm not pregnant
aylana: hey, it's not my fault
me: which part?
aylana: either of them really
me: lalalalalalalalalala
me: what will you do when i am pregnant?
me: run about in excited little circles til you fall to the floor convulsing?
aylana: "convulsing"
me: haha
me: it's a good word, isn't it?
aylana: uh huh and accurate
aylana: i think i'll probably ask "but how?"
aylana: and then cry as my last illusions fall to the floor
me: i'll draw you a diagram
aylana: rain check

and they say my family's disfunctional.  *shaking head*

Monday, November 15, 2004

before they die

i would like to see the following performers in concert (no particular order):

billy joel
neil young
tom petty
roger waters
indigo girls (saw them at lilith fair, had mono, was passed out, don't really remember it)
sarah mclachlan (same lilith fair show)
joan jett
dispatch
aerosmith
will think of more later when i can remember who else hasn't died yet

REM

sorry, ors!

my boots came!

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they live in virginia?!

School District Spent $100G on Santorum's Kids

and you wonder why PA is in debt.

gray

just for kicks, i think i'm getting a fever.

see, i've never been a fan of winter in new york.

winter in ny

today i feel sad tired down
i don't know why
i think i'm worn out from stressful things at work
worn out from people always having to be hard asses
worn out from conflict and strife
want to just relax, fade away
want to sleep
want go home and hug my husband and fall asleep with my head on him
want to not go to work anymore
big sad eyes today

/self indulgent

Sunday, November 14, 2004

ta-da

you know those mornings where you wake up, glance at the clock, and realize that to make it to work in any frame called "on time" you would have to be leaving in 3 minutes?  so you jump up (well, get up slowly), look around for the one who was supposed to wake you up (in my case, we call him "Hubband"), see that's he's gone (obviously in shul), get mad at him, waste three minutes staring blankly at his stuff wondering if you yell at it, will it give him the message? and then stumble off to the bathroom.  only to find it's in use!

d: (through the bathroom door, gravelly voice) hey, did you just wake up?
a: yeah...
d: (chagrined) me too.

d walks back into bedroom to start getting dressed.  she looks at the clock for a moment.

v/o, d: (as d stands stupified staring at clock and pile of clothes on granny cart) i can't believe it's 8:30.  i won't get to work til 10, and then i'll have to stay 'til 6, and i don't know what time we're doing dinner, so i might be late.  well, that's what you get for going to sleep at 2:50.  wait... why would we do that on a sunday night?  we know we can't wake up in the morning.  was that saturday night?  ow, my brain hurts.  let's see.  we watched TV, spinal tap, sweetback, blade runner, cleaned up, washed dishes, made havdallah...  which means right before that, it was Shabbat!  last night was SATURDAY NIGHT!  woohoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  it's sunday!  hallelujah, jafar!

d races back to bathroom door.

d: it's sunday!  it's sunday!
a: yeah.
d: i thought it was monday!  i get a whole day i didn't know about!
a: (using mouthwash, unable to comment on this thrilling realization)
d: you know, when shabbos ends early, you get a whole extra sunday!
a: (using mouthwash and puffing out cheeks.  d reaches over and tries to pop the mouthwash out of a's mouth)
d: haha, i'm going back to bed.
a: (spits out mouthwash, finally, gives the love of his life a strange look)  k.  have fun.

the end

thoughts and things

u2.  interesting, although i'm not sure if this latest album won't kill them.

as you said, great ands are still doing great things, but nuder the radar.  yes, TMBG, Radiohead, Tom Petty, Neil Young.  but the public has just missed out, somehow. (side point: how many people have even heard of the pixies?)

i think part of the prpoblem is that listeners have no idea what it means to stand out as a band.  that's how you have people naming simple plan as the best band ever.  ok, remind me in 5 years, i'll see if i can figure out what song they sang.

indigo girls, one of my favorites, has a huge underground following.  i feel like in 40 or 50 years they'll be re-discovered.  i read once that they have the highest selling albums of any band that's never had a song break the top 40.  but the general public?  they have no clue.

re: U2, were the people who were fans when we were kids still going to play this for their kids?  my father was so beatle obsessed that as a kid i thought they were a current band.  when i found out john was dead (i was eight), i not only was crushed, but called my father in to tell him.

so, yeah.  i want to know what band today is going to resonate with out children (of tomorrow...  ha ha).

also.  finally saw the following movies last night:

blade runner
sweet sweetback's baadasssss song
this is spinal tap

blade runner just wasn't engaging.  ie it wasn't as AWESOME as i'd been led to believe it would be.

sweetback - i wanted to break the TV.  the ppl who shot this movie must have been trying to make every motion sick.

this is spinal tap is easily one of the funniest movies EVER.  combined with the fact that people thought it was a real band...  i think we're going to have to own this one.  and buy the soundtrack!

Thursday, November 11, 2004

also

my free ipod came, now i'm waiting on my free flat screen TV.

i think avraham's ipod is on its way too.  yay.

ah

bitter sweet symphony, the verve

marti

interestingly enough, fleetwood mac from 2004 doesn't sound as good as from 197*.  maybe it's cause i haven't been hearing it for 25 years, maybe it's because they're just not doing as many drugs.  unclear.

so the question that remains to be answered - will any band that started in my lifetime still be around and popular when my children are buying their own (digitized) vinyl?  let qualify that with if kurt had lived, they may have started to suck (remember greenday's downfall?  wasn't it bad?  don't you wish sometimes you could go back to the good old dookie days?)

i mean, who the hell is our pink floyd?  our who?  our ABBA (admit that you love dancing queen)?  velvet underground?

my father claims springsteen, but i dont know any cool young people that listen to him.  definitely not his new stuff.

remember when blink was great for 2 months?  and then simple plan for like a week?  counting crows were hot too, once.  wallflowers were supposed to be the next dylan (haha).  i find myself listening to sean paul and dixie chicks cause "rock" isn't doing it for me.  it goes nowhere after all this lead up.  like years of sex and NO orgasm!  what the hell is wrong with these musicians?  are they all impotent?

i'm going to make my own compilation of songs that excited me before the band went the way of my used tissues.  get back to you later.

um

"Nader highlighted irregularities including one reported earlier in an Ohio polling station where 638 voters cast ballots but results showed 4,258 voted for Bush, and 260 for Kerry. "

i know he's not the person so quote for stuff, but if that's true, Nader's right - we need a re-count.

also, he's right re: concession speeches, etc.  *that* is what i hate about this system, meredith.  voters chose ppl who will be voting for presidents.  until they convene and name who they are voting for, no one's won anything.  in that context, a concession speech makes no sense.  not that i expect it to happen, but if 20 of the "bush" electoral votes were to nominate someone else, he wouldn't be president. (saying "argh" in my head right now)

it's a point of legal technicality more than anything else, but the concession bit has always seemed quite the farce to me.

bow your head

i'm ashamed that i forgot.

today is VETERAN'S DAY.  a day in which i like to sit and ponder many things.  and thank people.  the people who fight for us.  the people who let them go and wait for them at home.  the people who don't make it back.

and i'd like to say thank you to my grandfather and his brothers, all of whom were in the air force in WWII.

support the soldiers, always support the soldiers.  they may be the only people ever in your life that are willing to die so that you can live.

so i was thinking

that we should have a "something" so that ppl who converse on the blog can maybe get to meet up in person.  if anyone is interested in such a thing (there a few ppl i'd like to meet in r/l), leave a comment or drop an email.

lalala it's THURSDAY!

honest reporting

if you're interested, here is a one-minute film about arafat from the people at honest reporting.

i've said before and i'll say it again - pray that all those parents and families who don't want their children to die pick up from PA controlled areas and run for their lives (and their children's lives back) to safer parts of Israel.

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

does arafat have AIDS?

(fark comments on this CNN article)

2004-11-10 03:54:35 PM

The_Other_White_Boy  

The AIDS rumor started with David Frum of National Review and goes something like this.

We know he has a blood disease that is depressing his immune system. We know that he has suddenly dropped considerable weight possibly as much as 1/3 of all his body weight. We know that he is suffering intermittent mental dysfunction. What does this sound like?

Former Romanian intelligence chief Ion Pacepa tells in his very interesting memoirs that the Ceaucescu regime taped Arafats orgies with his body guards. If true, Arafat would a great deal to conceal from his people and his murderously anti-homosexual supporters in the Islamic world.

Before airlifting Arafat to Paris, French Foreign Minister Michel Barnier promised to stand by him. Was that why Arafat chose to be treated in France rather in any of the fraternal Arab countries that supposedly support his movement because he could trust the French to protect his intimate secrets?

i dropped my drink

Crews are also preparing to build a moveable monument in which to bury the Palestinian leader, one that could be transported to Jerusalem one day, Palestinian sources said. Jerusalem was Arafat's first choice for a resting place, but the Israeli government firmly rejected that wish. (http://www.cnn.com/2004/WORLD/meast/11/10/arafat/index.html)

seriously, dropped it right out of my hand.  it bounced off of my desk while i sat and gaped.

still true

the thing i love about wednesday is that it's the day before thursday
and thursday is essentially already the weekend, and i love the weekend,
and how sad is it that my week revolves around ending the damn thing?

maybe i missed it



SYDNEY, Australia -- Swinburne University of Technology's center for micro-photonics have constructed a model of the Sydney Opera House, see photo above, that is about half the diameter of a human hair. It is more than a million times smaller than the real Sydney structure. The model was built from a hybrid material of glass and polymer by firing intense laser light into the matter in a liquid state to create what to the human eye appears as an almost imperceptible dot, but under an electron microscope it contains the detail and the beauty of the iconic Sydney harbour side structure. (07/23/04 AP-Swinburne University)

Tuesday, November 9, 2004

from shevs

20 Ways For Women To Tell That They've Had A Little Much To Drink

1. I have absolutely no idea where my purse is.

2. I believe that dancing with my arms overhead and wiggling my butt while yelling "WOO-HOO!" is truly the sexiest dance move around.

3. I've suddenly decided I want to kick someone's ass and honestly believe I could do it too.

4. In my last trip to pee, I realize I now look more like a homeless hooker than the goddess I was just four hours ago.

5. I drop my 3:00 a.m. submarine on the floor (which I'm eating even though I'm not the least bit hungry), pick it up and carry on eating it.

6. I start crying and telling everyone I see that I love them sooooo much.

7. I get extremely excited and jump up and down every time a new song plays because "Oh my God! I love this song!"

8. I've found a deeper/spiritual side to the geek sitting next to me.

9. The man I'm flirting with used to be my 5th grade teacher. 

10. The urge to take off articles of clothing, stand on a table and sing or dance becomes strangely overwhelming.

11. My eyes just don't seem to want to stay open on their own so I keep them half closed and think it looks exotically sexy.

12. I've suddenly taken up smoking and become really good at it.

13. I yell at the bartender, who (I think) cheated me by giving me just lemonade, but that's just because I can no longer taste the gin.

14. I think I'm in bed, but my pillow feels strangely like the kitchen floor.

15. I start every conversation with a booming, "DON'T take this the WRONG WAY but..."

16. I fail to notice that the toilet lid's down when I sit on it.

17. My hugs begin to resemble wrestling take-down moves.

18. I'm tired so I just sit on the floor (wherever I happen to be standing) and take a quick nap.

19. I begin leaving the buttons open on my button fly pants to cut down on the time I'm in the bathroom away from my drink.

20. I take my shoes off because I believe it's their fault that I'm having problems walking straight.

blrgh

circa still messing up my order every day.  they replace it every day.  do they realize how much money they must be losing?  or is this why they're so over priced?

here's the deal

ptr's been banned from blog-city for the next month.  which is just enough to start all the legal procceedings against him.

yay yay

blah

just had a training session in running database queries.  i hate these things.  once you know basic database searching methods and protocol, you can kinda apply it out.

it took almost an hour and a half.  i think i was openly bored (whoops).

oh well

Friday, November 5, 2004

perspective

i'm much happier when complaining about stupid things. like circa. and the fact that they manage to screw up my order every day.

more on that next week.

w

my brother, who i generally hold ot be one of the world's more intellegent people, sent me an article about bush's IQ vs Kerry's while they were in the military.

as if that changes anything?

keep in mind - IQ is potential.  is someone has an IQ of 100 and pushes himself while someone else has an IQ of 140 and does nothing, who do you think is ultimately going to be mre intelligent?  IQ can change if you don't actually do something with it.

god, if i think about this much longer i'm going to puke.

Thursday, November 4, 2004

and so the games begin

18:39French hospital spokesman: Arafat`s medical situation is complex, he is not dead
18:37Luxembourg Prime Minister says PA Chairman Arafat died 15 minutes ago
18:28Al Arabiyeh: Ahmed Qureia, Mohammed Rashid deny reports that Arafat is clinically dead
18:25Radio Monte Carlo: Palestinian Authority Chairman Yasser Arafat is dead
18:14Radio Monte Carlo: PA Chairman Arafat is clinically dead; Sources in Paris: Arafat is dead
17:54Arafat adviser Nabil Abu Rudeineh: PA Chairman in critical condition, but not comatose

breaking news

arafat's dead

from today's NY times

"Republican leaders were promising to renew efforts to pass bills that Democrats had blocked, like one permitting drilling in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge"

please, people, i beg of you.  do not let this happen.  these are preserves.  it will take about 5 years of drilling to produce the oil, and the estimates say that tere's only enough oil there to supply 6 months of consumption.

do not let them destroy the refuge!

hershkagibble

freezing happy tired grinning

and pancakes for breakfast, how yum.  and yay yay yay life

Tuesday, November 2, 2004

yay games!

From the guys who brought you the State of the Union Address Drinking Game 2002, 2003 & 2004 comes...

(thanks, orly)

this is all i have to say today

http://www.gnn.tv/videos/viewer.php?id=27&spd=hi

bah humbug

this guy gets on the subway yesterday.  there's a single seat open between two women.  as he goes to sit, he murmurs "excuse me" - excellent subway etiquette.  the woman to his right says "What?!"  so he clarifies: "i'd like to sit here".  then he gestures toward the seat.  also fine.

she says "I'M not sitting there.  that seat is OPEN!"

she then proceeds to chew him out for politely giving her notice that his ass was going to be in close contact to hers.

guy looks over at me.  i try to do the sympathetic eye thing without the woman noticing.  he looks mortified.  everyone on the train suddenly has other things to look at.  and the woman sat back, andget this - she looked satusfied!  like she'd put him in his place!

ooh, smack chart.  btw, way to be oversensitive about the size of her saddlebags...

Monday, November 1, 2004

tired

it's already been a long week, and it's only monday.  i don't want questions or sympathetic comments here, i just want to put my thoughts down somewhere outside of my head.  after a weekend which took a lot out of me in many ways i found out that a friend has been in an accident, unclear how serious the accident was.  no one really has any details, so now i just have to wait continue on my general path of blind faith.

no, not blind.  stubborn determined faith.

ok - now back to work.

Friday, October 29, 2004

word

official word:
Meals on El Al Flights
Borenstein Caterers supplies El Al and other airlines with meals which are certified glatt kosher by the Orthodox Union when they are served double wrapped and sealed.
   Borenstein also supplies open meals for El Al flights originating from New York, Chicago and Miami. Open meals are not certified by the OU.
   El Al passengers who wish to receive an OU certified meal on these flights should order a "special glatt" or "Regal" meal.

explanation:
single wrapped meals used to be certified in flight.  no longer.  is it a big deal?  not really.  are people going nuts?  oh, yeah...  (that was a velvety smooth isaac hayes voice)

Thursday, October 28, 2004

the chant

throughout the series the overwhelming thing playing in my head was "I BE-LIEVE".

and not just any.  for those of you who saw shrek (1) and remember the remake of the monkees 'i'm a believer', you may recall donkey at the end, hamming it up and chanting: i be-lieve!!  over and over.

that's what i've been hearing in my head.  for weeks.

*grin*



Wednesday, October 27, 2004

i believe

i believe that the red sox will win, as i believe that good will conquer evil.  there is a wide-eyed full-hearted force inside me watching these games, much like i read sci-fi as a child.  always, no matter how bad it may seem, the good guys will get a break.  some secret hand will com, silently, nudging them ahead.

so, go sox.  and may the force be with you.

Monday, October 25, 2004

in funner news

i got my office today!

pending avraham's ok, party soon at my place.

please sign up

There's a bill called the Breast Cancer Patient Protection Act which will require insurance companies to cover a minimum 48-hour hospital stay for patients undergoing a mastectomy.  It's about eliminating the "drive-through mastectomy" where women (or men) are forced to go home hours after surgery against the wishes of their doctor, still groggy from anesthesia and sometimes with drainage tubes still attached.

Lifetime Television has put this bill on their web page with a petition drive to show your support. 
 
PLEASE!!!! Sign the petition at
http://www.lifetimetv.com/health/breast_mastectomy_pledge.html
You're only required to give your name and zip code.  It takes about 2 seconds.
 
Thanks for taking the time to read this & to take action.

please

don't bother to reply to shleppy. i appreciate that you care enough to stand up for me (more than i can express), but i'll take care of it.  keep in mind that when he posts on the blog board, i just delete his comments and all replies.

thanks!

Saturday, October 23, 2004

to clarify

my previous post was in response to this comment left on avraham's blog regarding fan behavior (red sox vs. yankees):

Oh, and let's not forget the lovely behavior that has apparently resulted in a senseless death:
http://news.bostonherald.com/localRegional/view.bg?articleid=50314

Friday, October 22, 2004

tragic

the reactions to this story are making me ill.  there was a crowd.  someone was rowdy.  a police officer over-reacted.  someone DIED.

this is not a boston issue, a red sox fan issue.  brutality from fear is a long-standing issue that policing forces have had to deal with.  any student of recent history should be able to cite numerous cases of this happening.

i most vividly recall a peaceful demonstration in Yerushalayim when i was 15.  There were speakers, and a huge crowd milling around.  suddenly, this guy jumped on stage and began screaming "Baruch Goldshtein Chai!  Kahan Chai!"

the cops were all over it.  mounted policemen were discharged into the crowds, fire hoses came out.  i was chased down the street by a cop and his horse.  he tried to run me down.  i ducked into a corner between two buildings to get away from him.  then i watched the crowd suddenly turn and chase the cops down, screaming "Mavet l'Aravim!"

in the space of two minutes, a crowd had turned into a mob.

i made it back to the main square in time to see cops grabbing whomever they could, regardless of age, disabliity...  they had one kid by the hood of his sweatshirt, and they were twisting it, cutting off his air.  he was trying to claw at his neck to breath, and they began beating him.

an old man with a cane was dragged by two cops as he fell, stumbling, tripping over his legs.

my best friend was up the street attempting to make a phone call.  a soldier (yes, they called in the military) grapped the phone from her and took her forearm in his other hand.  he then procedded to slam the phone down into her arm 3 or 4 times, fracturing it.

are you going to blame the crowd for being there?  the guy who incited the cops?  the cops for over-reacting?  the crowd for going nuts after?  are you going to shun israel and its politics?  hate its police and army?

the people who try to assign the blame for Victoria Snelgrove's death on Boston fans are either really shallow or really blind.  and seriously making me ill.  my condolensces to her family and friends.  i hope her friends who were there have someone to talk to about it.

update: Police accept resposibility for her death. : (

Thursday, October 21, 2004

nice

i don't remember if i called on here as well, but i did call boston/st. louis.  and NOONE believed me.

more AAAHHHH!

 

numbers

so at one point i stopped blogging for a bit cause my numbers had jumped too high for my comfort.  as you can see, my numbers droppes by 60% and have help pretty steady since.  

here we are now, a happy little group, able to read and write and discuss.  it's nice, cause when things get to big inevitably they lose the sense of being special.

i know other bloggers like to play the numbers.  i don't.  so here, for your pleasure, are my stats.  revel in how few ppl read my blog!:

October 20042817
September 20043049
August 20042447
July 20042317
June 20042645
May 20042615
April 20042072
March 20042071
February 20045327
January 20045158
December 20032782
November 20033040
October 20032390
September 2003395
August 2003528
July 2003332
June 2003392
May 2003395
Total Hits:40772

while i'm at it

some insightful commentary about the yanks

ZALMAN!


and fox was there...

oh, to be from boston

and not just a boston fan.

Page 2 has this to say:
You have to be from here to understand. You just do. It wasn't just that the Yankees always win. It was everything else that came with it -- the petty barbs, the condescending remarks, the general sense of superiority from a fan base that derives a disproportionate amount of self-esteem from the success of their baseball team. I didn't care that they kept winning as much as they were a-holes about it. Not all of them. Most of them. In 96 hours, everything was erased. Everything. It was like pressing the re-start button on a video game.

And yeah, I know. We need to win the World Series to complete the dream. But you can win the World Series every year. You only have one chance to destroy the Yanks. As my friend Mike (a Tigers fan) wrote me last night, "Everyone outside of Yankee brats are celebrating quietly with you guys. It's like you killed Michael Myers, Jason, Freddie Kreueger and Hannibal Lecter in one night."

...

One last story: I rolled into my Dad's house at 1:30 last night, only to find him in the living room, sound asleep, holding the TV remote in his hand like he'd been cryogenically frozen. On the television in front of him, Fox25 was showing live footage from Kenmore Square, as thousands and thousands of Boston fans were celebrating the impossible. After I muttered "Dad!" a few times, he finally jolted awake, glanced at me, then glanced at the TV.

"I can't believe it," he mumbled. "We beat the Yankees."

And it wasn't a dream.

who's your papi?

"It's upsetting to lose,'' Derek Jeter said. "But in terms of being the first team to lose after being up 3-0, I couldn't care less.''

yeah, that'll change when the NY fans rip you a new one.  and they will.  believe it.

well then

ALCS Game 7
(this would have been up last night, but i didn't want to celebrate in front of avraham)

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

today take 2

point one - i was quoting a (great) song

point two - the greatest day i've ever known is a toss-up between the day i knew avraham loved me, the day we decided we were getting married, and today.

lyrics courtesy of smashing pumpkins lyrics at geocities.  "today" by the Smashing Pumpkins.

Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't live for tomorrow,
Tomorrow's much too long
I'll burn my eyes out
Before I get out

I wanted more
Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore
Of saving face

Today is the greatest
Day I've ever known
Can't wait for tomorrow
I might not have that long
I'll tear my heart out
Before I get out

Pink ribbon scars
That never forget
I tried so hard
To cleanse these regrets
My angel wings
Were bruised and restrained
My belly stings

Today is
Today is
Today is
The greatest day

I want to turn you on
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you on
I want to turn you

Today is the greatest
Today is the greatest day
Today is the greatest day
That I have ever really known

i am in love

with this article about Curt Schilling

read it

love it

i dare you

today

is the greatest day i've ever known

Monday, October 18, 2004

sorry it's so long

For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space.  If the inputted data was correct Dani has no white space or margins on a typical sheet of paper.  Dani fills up every last inch on the top, right, left, and bottom.  Hmmm.   If this is true, then Dani has a very aggressive personality toward others and quite frankly lacks a bit of respect for the space and property of other people.  I would be surprised if Dani  just comes into someone's home and helps herself to a drink in the refrigerator.    This can be both an obnoxious personality trait and it can be assertive and effective in getting what you want.  There isn't much fear of getting in trouble here, Dani finds plenty of reasons to break the rules and get in trouble.  (Okay, perhaps when she was younger, not anymore?)  Basically, people with no margins are a handful.
Dani exaggerates about everything that has a physical nature. Although she may not intend to deceive or mislead, she blows things way out of proportion because that is the way she views them. She will be a good story teller. This exaggeration relates to all areas of her material world. Dani allows many people into her life because she is accepting and trusting. She is sometimes called gullible by her friends. That only really means that she trusts too many people. Dani has a vivid imagination.
Dani is having some confusion in her physical life. She is examining the past to give her answers about some of her physical desires. She may be trying to find a balance between her philosophical beliefs and her natural physical desires.
Dani has a need to be physically aggressive. She has this need resulting from some unfulfilled physical drive. This drive could be fulfilled by a very physical sport or a very aggressive sex life.
Dani has a temper. She uses this as a defense mechanism when she doesn't understand how to handle a situation. Temper is a hostile trait used to protect the ego. Temper can be a negative personality trait in the eyes of those around her.
One way Dani punishes herself is self directed sarcasm. She is a very sarcastic person. Often this sarcasm and "sharp tongued" behavior is directed at herself.
Dani is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth.  This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts.  she finds joy in anticipation and planning.  Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned.  Dani basically feels good about herself.  She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success.  She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to.  However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach."  She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals.  A good esteem is one key to a happy life.  Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.
In reference to Dani's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Dani slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project. She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Dani can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.
Dani is secretive. She has secrets which she does not wish to share with others. She intentionally conceals things about herself. She has a private side that she intends to keep that way, especially concerning certain events in her past.
Dani will demand respect and will expect others to treat her with honor and dignity. Dani believes in her ideas and will expect other people to also respect them. She has a lot of pride.
Dani is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person's shoes. Dani will be somewhat moody, with lows and highs. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Dani an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." She doesn't sway too far one way or the other. When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Dani is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story. Dani is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.
People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially.  According to the data input, Dani doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others.  Read more about her emotional expressiveness in the section on emotions and slant.
According to the inputted data, Dani has a stinger shape inside the oval of her a, d, or c. This might be hard to visualize, but if this little hooklike shape is present, then Dani has an unresolved "issue" with strong members of the opposite gender. An occasional appearance of this stroke could indicate a simple "loves a mental challenge" which can manifest in playful linguistic conversations and being attracted to a lover who isn't always available. However, if the stroke is severe, this means the individual has unresolved anger at the oppostive gender - which usually started with the person's childhood relationship with the opposite gender parent (Mom or Dad.) If the writer is a woman she will be attracted to strong challenging men. If the writer is a man, he will find the girl who is "hard to get" most attractive. In a nutshell, p
eople with stingers in their writing tend to have challenges in their romantic relationships. For more information about this "stinger" trait, visit this webpage: http://www.myhandwriting.com/analyze/hlltrt5.html. Remember, it is only negative if the traits occurs often and is quite pronounced. An occasional stinger can be no problem.
Dani has a desire for attention. People around Dani will notice this need. She may fulfill this need by a variety of ways depending on her own character.