Month: July 2006
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The formula that can't be forced.
Here we are, just shy of August 1st, thrust in the middle of the 9 days, and here I am, poised to get married in just over a week. I wonder why I am so calm. The stress is mostly from the religious battle I’ve been waging in my head and in my house, and…
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Must see to believe.
Going with my theme lately: Someone is actually acknowledging the difference between religion and actions taken for religion.
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NPR interviews my cousin.
My cousin was interviewed as a Northern Israel villager on NPR.You can hear it here:Israeli Settlers Staying Put, Despite the Rockets Note: My cousin is not a settler. The title is a grave misnomer. My cousin lives on what is called in Hebrew a yishuv – ‘settlement’ – a residential town. She is not living…
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Last night's close call.
We were gathered ’round the news (which is awful). I went to the kitchen to get everyone some more water, and as I was closing the fridge, I heard a fairly loud explosion, different from the nightly fireworks by the local arsim. “Did anyone hear that?” Exactly a minute later, the TV reported that a…
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Fried chicken in the 9 days.
I’m in the city and it smells like fried chicken. It’s the 9 days and I’m in the city. I was disengaged from my apartment for dressing like a ——-. I was wearing a t-shirt and a skirt.
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Operation We Deserve Freedom.
“Someone who cannot protect his freedom does not deserve it.” [Haaretz] –Captain Ori Lavie of the Golani Brigade’s 13th Battalion, Company A, about to go into Lebanon. Well, we’ve come a long way, haven’t we?
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Soldiers need chocolate, too.
Send chocolate to a soldier (free and fast).
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Huh?
Waited for the bus with an Israeli version of Billy Bob Thornton. I wonder if it has to do with the fact that I read a crazy page about methamphetamine last night.
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Face to face with Nasrallah!
Doesn’t matter if you’re Israeli or Lebanese… You might feel like doing this!
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Homemade videos from Haifa.
A Haifan friend of a friend posted some videos he made of his mother and brother waiting out the sirens and some videos of Haifa filled with press: For more, click here.
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Speaking of restraint.
Sometimes I’m amazed at myself, how I threw my fate into the pile with everyone else in Israel. I sit on the bus, and realize I’m one of those ‘everbody else’ sitting on the bus. I stand on-line at the supermarket, and there I am, ‘another somebody’ standing on-line at the supermarket. And with that,…
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Verbal t-shirt-arrhea.
So. What if me and a friend start a wedding shtick t-shirt business? For the unmarried friend: “I know, I know, soon by me…” For the groom: Quagmire saying, “Harei at mikudeshet li? Giggity giggity!” For the bride: “Touch me, I’m one big segulah.” We could be rich…