Monthly Archives: March 2007

Matilda, I'm home.

Hey, I’m all the way down here. We left Israel on Tuesday night, stopped in Hong Kong and landed in Melbourne on Thursday morning. I don’t know if Wednesday even existed at all. I certainly don’t know how many sleepless … Continue reading

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Happy Burnout-avoidance Month.

So the Nesher just called telling us that we have a few more minutes until they arrive to take us to the airport; that’s impressive since Nesher is the only Israeli establishment that does anything early (especially when you’re running … Continue reading

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Israeli Pet Peeve #143: Elevator bitch.

I don’t get it. If I’m standing in the elevator when it lands at my destination (say, the fourth floor) and you are waiting to get in to go to your floor, why do you stand at the door, and … Continue reading

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Yerushalmi.

I realized today, somewhere in Tel Aviv, between riding the Dan bus line – walking on Dizengoff – and getting served in a bakery-cafe – that I must be categorized as Yerushalmi. There is such an enormous difference between Tel … Continue reading

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Israel to hold nationwide missile attack drill.

FYI: Security forces, rescue services to participate Tuesday in massive drill simulating conventional and unconventional terror attacks across country, in order to implement lessons learned from war in Lebanon. Siren to be sounded in south, center of Israel at 2 … Continue reading

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The haircut.

I haven’t gotten a proper haircut in over a year and with sfira approaching, it was definitely time. There’s a small, modest hair salon run by two guys down the block from my apartment. I got off the bus from … Continue reading

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A Cable Story.

A couple of weeks ago we were sitting in the comfort of our main room watching a movie when we heard a knock at the door. At 9 o’clock on a Sunday evening in our badly-numbered building, it could only … Continue reading

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