Weekend update?  Ha, not this weekend my friends.  Not that it was an uneventful weekend, but I did so much partying and so little recovery time, that there isn't much to say.  In brief, attended a house warming party on Friday night at Jason's apartment (Jason was on birthright, so obviously it was another birthright party).  Two of our Madrechim ( Read more... )

I just totally reminded myself of an old Camp Monroe story of legend.  It was the summer of 1997, my waiter summer (wow, so long ago now).  We were the waiter/waitress group which ruined almost everything for every waiter/waitress group to come after us (suckers).  We were the last w/ws group to be able to hang out with the staff in the smoking ( Read more... )

Is it strage that I find myself getting overly excited when I see that the subway which is going to take me to or from Astoria is going to be one of the MTA's new R-160 Subway trains?  So excited that every time I see the train I shout out "YES!" or "Alright!".  I am serious about that.  I got to ride it this morning, and I said "Alright!".  It's ( Read more... )

It is quite possible.  Of course I am not really judging this on the game itself.  As most of you know, sports and I are two things that blend together about as well as "24" and comedy, it's something that could possibly work, but most likely wouldn't.  I never really found much interest in football.  Over the years I have picked up rules and such ( Read more... )

Well, the terrorists have officially won.  They have turn America into a country where we now wear our retardedness on our sleeve, quite proudly.  It was much nicer when we hid it from the world, and people actually looked up to us.  They have gotten us to the point where our country can get all up in arms about a promo for a cartoon.  Madness.  I ( Read more... )

Weekend update?  Sure, why not ( Read more... )

Day Five, January 12, 2007:

We wake up at 7am so we can make it to Yad Vashem with enough time to see the museum and then get back to the hotel in time for Shabbat.  We have another of the same breakfast and head out, and I don't think any of us were really prepared for what we were about to encounter at the museum, deep rooted emotions.  I mean ( Read more... )

Even though I have said I couldn't do this, I feel I must.  One thing I refussed to do during the trip (for no other reason then my obvious laziness) was to take down a day by day journal.  Something I do regret, for a photographic log, although pretty, is far from accurate in what really happened.  Of course it's a good thing I have such a clap ( Read more... )

Which is even more obvious now that I am actually feeling better.  All that remains of my crippling Jerusalem flu is a hacking cough and the sniffles, both of which are stiffled by using copious amounts of heroin...I mean DayQuil.  I keep getting those confussed, which just makes the Duane Reade people angry and all "I'm calling the cops!"

But yeah ( Read more... )

Can't say that is necessarily a happy statement, more of plain fact.  I am unable to describe how absoluitely amazing this trip was and even if I were to list the events and show you all the pictures, you really still would never understand what has happened to me after this trip.  I feel like someone has hit the reset button on my mind, body and ( Read more... )