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11/20/04 I'm tired: You can tell when I'm too tired. If I don't post for an entire day, I'm tired, mind and body. Sometimes, I just can't take reading about another anti-Israel, anti-Jewish incident. That's when my soul gets too tired. It was like that yesterday, but I was also exhausted, thanks to some asshat who decided 3 a.m. was a good time to sit out in the parking lot with his car stereo blasting. I lost an hour and a half's sleep on the day when I was on the go from 5:30 a.m. to 10 p.m. I'd promised Ilana that I'd be in synagogue on Friday to see the first part of her Bat Mitzvah. She did a wonderful job, as I knew she would. Another good blog: Lynn B. has sent me over to the Red and Blue, and now I'm sending you all. I'm having a bit of a tiff with a commenter there; do me a favor, keep out of it. This one's mine. For now. Of course, if she shows up here, she's going to be banned in a heartbeat (see: No Israel-bashing zone), so if you have anything to say, say it fast. You'll plotz: I have some very important things to do regarding getting the new job, so I may not get to posting anything today. But Geoff C. sent me this hilarious flash link, so go learn Yiddish with Dick and Jane, and try not to be drinking anything while you learn. Is he or isn't he? Let me ask you this, folks: I just got a call from the car dealership that I bring my Jeep to for servicing. The guy on the phone said that he's calling me because the service department noticed that my Jeep is in phenomenal shape for the mileage it has on it. I've got about 55k miles, and have had exactly one thing go wrong with the Jeep, and that was in the first two months I had it. The radiator blew a hole, but it was probably a bad seam on the manufacturing line. Nothing since. I get the oil changed every 3-5000 miles, tune it up on the schedule Chrysler recommends, and have never been in an accident with it. (Almost had one on Thursday, but I react quickly to schmucks who think that it's okay to have half their car out of the driveway in spite of a stop sign on their end.) So the guy says the service department noticed the car was in such great shape they told the pre-owned sales department, who obviously want me to sell them their car and then buy a new one. Here's my question: Are they totally snowing me? Do they really give a damn that my Jeep is in great condition, or do they just want me to buy a new car? I told the guy that I seriously doubted I'd be approved for a loan right now, what with lack of decent job, debt up to my ears, etc., etc. He said I'd be surprised at the deals that Chrysler will make now, since it's the end of the year. As I was writing this, I remember that I was telling the guys behind the service sign-in counters how great my Jeep was, and that I'd had nothing wrong with it in four years. So he probably wasn't lying about that. Maybe. So. Snow job, or do they really want my Jeep? Noon Update: Just got a call from one of the salesman at the dealership, who said, "I hear you're lookin' to buy a new Jeep." Well, that answers that. permalink | | 11/18/04 Thing 1: I had that dream about college again last night. I keep on dreaming that I'm failing out of classes, mostly because I don't go to them, and then can't graduate because I don't have enough credits. A few months ago, I dreamed the exact opposite: That I buckled down, attended all my classes, and got the grades and graduated. I do believe I'm a little stressed right now. And I'm not surprised at the dream, but really glad I had it last night, and not two nights ago. And I don't really understand the part about the naked giant, but hey, it was a dream. Thing 2: Tig did not wake me at 5:30. He woke me at 5. I did not kill him, but I did try to hit him with a t-shirt. He ran away and shut up. When I woke up at 8, he was sleeping on the pillow next to me. So I woke him up. We're even. Not. Thing 3: I'm really, really tired this morning. My eyes don't want to focus, they want to go back to bed. But I have to return the video projector and screen that I rented for my workshop, so I can't. Thing 4: Thank you, Harry, for the birthday presents. I cannot wait to watch Into the Woods with Sorena, who saw it live with Heidi and me at Dogwood Dell two summers ago. And Sarah McLachlan is always great. Well, except when I don't want to be depressed. Thing 5: I really like this style. I will probably add it to my repertoire. See, that's one of the reasons you folks like to keep reading. You never know what I'm going to do. Frankly, that's one of the reasons I like to keep writing. I never know what I'm going to do. There are times for routines, and there are times for variety, and if you can't have variety in your routines, well, you're probably those really boring teachers we all had in high school, the ones that I threatened my students with on Tuesday. Thing 6: Oh, that. Well, there have been some behavioral issues lately, so I read my students the Riot Act on Tuesday, gave out many, many negative points, and told them that I work really hard to make their studies entertaining, but that I could be excruciatingly boring for the rest of the year, and they'd still learn what they had to learn. You should have heard the collective mental gasp go up as I threatened my students with seven months of boredom. I figured that was the best threat I ever made. Punishment? Been there, done that, can handle whatever you throw at us, Ms. Yourish. Boredom? No! No! Please, anything but that! Hah. This was possibly inspired by one of my students, who told the others on Sunday that I'm the "funnest" teacher they're probably ever going to have. This was after she discovered that I not only know what Fuse is, but I like to watch it. If you have to ask, you're too old. Thing 7: We'll be back later with the news. I do believe I may get to Brock's for lunch today. permalink | | 11/17/04 I was busy. Job from Hell in the morning and afternoon, then preparing for the new job, then running a sample workshop, which will, with any luck, turn into a new career. And no, I can't get into any more specifics yet. Just keep wishing those good thoughts for me. Mind you, there were some very good moments today, and one of the best was discovering that Mallomars did, indeed, get shipped to us today. There's a box on my table right now. I think I'll have some after I have some chestnuts. Mmmm. Chestnuts. They're an acquired taste, but if you've acquired it, nothing beats the first chestnuts of the season, since it's been generally more than six months since you last had any. I had my first chestnuts of the season Saturday night, after discovering them by accident at a local supermarket. Pure heaven. I once told my brother that the best thing about living alone is that I can cook up a whole batch of chestnuts and not share them with anyone. He can't do that anymore. His son likes them, too. Interestingmy father passed along his love of chestnuts to us, and now Dave's doing the same to his son. I think the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil was a chestnut. They're so good, I'd face the Wrath of God to have them. I am quite tired. Been on the go since 5:30 this morning, and only got home around 9:30 tonight. I am going to kill Tig if he wakes me up tomorrow. This morning, the alarm went off at 5:30 and both Tig and Gracie expressed their displeasure that I woke them up with my noisy machine. Tomorrow, I don't have to get up until 8 or so. I fully expect Tig to be yowling at 5:30 for me to get up. Cats. permalink | | 11/16/04 The proxy war continues: More rockets fired from Lebanon, and Lebanese police call it a "criminal" action. Yeah, like the Lebanese mafia is trying to strongarm Israeli border towns into paying protection money.
Yeah. Oh, yeah, that'll work: The IDF has eased up on actions in the territories. Expect an explosive response.
Because it's always worked in the past, right? Keep your heads down, my Israeli friends. Two Jews, three opinions, one Israel: There are many issues Jews disagree on, but there's one that unites us all.
Shoulda picked Abbas in the Dead Pool: I think he's a marked man, myself.
Because, well, gee. They tried to kill him two days ago. And today?
Yup. Wish I'd had him in the Dead Pool. Shyeah, right: The PA says they want Al Aksa to stop terror attacks.
And there is one of those supposed "truces" again:
Except for this:
Uh-huh. Peace. For the groups that are dedicated to the end of the "Zionist enemy." Okay. I'll believe it when I see it. Until then, call me a realist. permalink | | 11/15/04 Noah Shachtman, whose name is as difficult to spell and type as the word "strengthen," and who just sold DefenseTech, profiled blogger charities in the Times today. Strengthen the Good gets most of the article (and deservedly so!), but yours truly and our efforts to buy MDA an ambulance during the 2003 Blogathon gets a mention as well. I haven't given up yet on that idea, by the way. I'm just trying to figure out how to go about doing it again. permalink | | Add more blood to the man's legacy. They've named a rocket in his dishonor.
Yes indeed, these people want peace. It doesn't seem that it's going to make a great deal of difference who is in charge. Arafat left his people with the idea that they could eliminate the Jewish state, and now they're carrying on in his footsteps.
Explain to me how that doesn't mean the extinction of the state of Israel. No, don't bother. You'll only get banned from my comments for that. The above story proves what the IDF says in this news article:
And not that I'd call Abbas a moderate, but someone definitely doesn't want him taking over for Arafat:
Yeah, what-EVER. I don't see a way of healing such a desperately sick society. If they can't heal themselves from within, Israel is doomed to more years of terror and war. And while I'm still glad that Arafat is dead, and wish he'd died years ago, I don't see all that big a difference. Yet. I hope I'm wrong. I hope the pals surprise me. But I'm not expecting it at all. permalink | | Israel: Healing the world, one step at a time Israel is once again showing the world that tikkun olam is not just an obscure concept; healing the world is an everyday thing.
The sad news, of course, is that Israel has become a country that has many experts on recovering from terrorist attacks. And still, their first impulse is to help others. I don't suppose you'll see this anywhere in the mainstream media, though. Good news doesn't sell. permalink | | 11/14/04 Wind Rider came over tonight to help me network my old and new computers and transfer data. I tried it myself, but the direct cable route wasn't working, and, well, I put the wrong name in the wrong box anyway, so... hey, I made him dinner. And Tig and Gracie entertained him, too. He brought Lair's bread over, and some candy from Texas, but he forgot the barbecue sauce. I'm trying to figure out how the two of them decided that I'm crazy for barbecue when I don't eat pork, and only just started going to certain barbecue restaurants around here, and frankly, mostly for the fried chicken. And, um, Lair, I'm really sorry, but that bread isn't my type. I don't care for parmesan or jalapeno, and only like garlic in my Chinese food (and not too much). Wind Rider kept most of it. He really liked it. I did cut a big piece to share with Heidi and G., who will probably love it. I'll be over there tomorrow for my birthday dinner. Oh, the lazy Sunday evening? It wasn't us. It was this guy: Tough life, isn't it? That's the back of my sofa, which has very soft cushions. And a very contented cat, who stayed still for this picture even though a few minutes beforehand, I was brushing Gracie. The lure of the sofa was stronger than the lure of the brush. permalink | | Last week's blogs are archived. Looking for the Buffy Blogburst Index? Here's Israel vs. the world. Here's the Blogathon. The Superhero Dating Ratings are here. If you're looking for something funny, try the Hulk's solution to the Middle East conflict, or Yasser Arafat Secret Phone Transcripts. Iseema bin Laden's diary is also a good bet if you've never been here before.
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