Agora For Your Thoughts
*Here's the official invite to my Jewlicious/American Apparel Sponsored Bar Mitzvah on Thursday, December 15th in Jerusalem at the Kotel. Should be as gay as it sounds.
*The weather has been unseasonably warm since I got here. It's supposed to be cold and a little rainy this time of year but we've had nothing but short-sleeve and open-toe wearing conditions. Of course, by writing this, I just jinxed it all and the storms should start later today. No problem though, the country needs the rain and I certainly wouldn't want a "dry" Bar Mitzvah.
*We saw Hassidic reggae superstar Matisyahu (homeboy grew up in White Plains none too surprisingly) hanging out at Zion Square the other night. Kids we're flipping their kippas over the sight of him. I dunno, I'm still trying to catch Yossi Piamenta, the Jewish Hendrix. (Catch him Dec. 20th in New York.)
*I became deathly ill the other night which weakened my Jerusalem Complex of being the Messiah. Temperature of 103 with all the bodily functions ending in "-ing" that are associated with gastro's revolt. A fellow yeshiva roommate took me to an emergency care facility, Terem, and I was soon comforted when I found out socialized medicine meant "we're private, we don't accept that dollar-a-day health insurance you arranged before coming to Israel, now you have to pay, BUT, there's no wait." Fortunately the stomach bug was exterminated in less than 12 hours. I'm already back on solid, greasy foods.
*Lastly, I'm supposed to say this Vanity Fair parody is stupid and lacks any semblance of humor, right? Maybe I'll bite later but for now I'll ignore the anti-Semitic leitmotif since I'm above it, like a blackhawk (in Israel to be precise), and just a falafel stand away from placing an order to deep fry an over-the-hillel Canadian bacon bit.
*The weather has been unseasonably warm since I got here. It's supposed to be cold and a little rainy this time of year but we've had nothing but short-sleeve and open-toe wearing conditions. Of course, by writing this, I just jinxed it all and the storms should start later today. No problem though, the country needs the rain and I certainly wouldn't want a "dry" Bar Mitzvah.
*We saw Hassidic reggae superstar Matisyahu (homeboy grew up in White Plains none too surprisingly) hanging out at Zion Square the other night. Kids we're flipping their kippas over the sight of him. I dunno, I'm still trying to catch Yossi Piamenta, the Jewish Hendrix. (Catch him Dec. 20th in New York.)
*I became deathly ill the other night which weakened my Jerusalem Complex of being the Messiah. Temperature of 103 with all the bodily functions ending in "-ing" that are associated with gastro's revolt. A fellow yeshiva roommate took me to an emergency care facility, Terem, and I was soon comforted when I found out socialized medicine meant "we're private, we don't accept that dollar-a-day health insurance you arranged before coming to Israel, now you have to pay, BUT, there's no wait." Fortunately the stomach bug was exterminated in less than 12 hours. I'm already back on solid, greasy foods.
*Lastly, I'm supposed to say this Vanity Fair parody is stupid and lacks any semblance of humor, right? Maybe I'll bite later but for now I'll ignore the anti-Semitic leitmotif since I'm above it, like a blackhawk (in Israel to be precise), and just a falafel stand away from placing an order to deep fry an over-the-hillel Canadian bacon bit.
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