Shalom!

Right so I'm Jewish for the next 8 days. I even have my star and shit, it's way official.

Notice the star is attached by a paperclip and the chinese food in the background, we are a frugal bunch my people, we really see the value of a buck.

Bosslady's Daughter thinks I'm in it for the 8 days of gifts, but no, I am devoted to the true spirit and plight of my fellow bretheren. One of my stronger brothers is depicted below, gleefully pulled from Mr. Morgan's work pocket on arriving home. This is (sans the giant weiner) not a bad depiction of our friend who we here will call Shalom as is was his moniker during softball.

I told Mr. Morgan I had gone jewish and he is taking much fun in screaming hey Kike! Down the hall. Yes, I will get tweezers a snag a pubic hair as he sleeps then pretend to be sleeping myself. Rinse repeat until he is either bald, or doesn't think it's funny. ME making a joke never included that word. Ooft.

It was rather interesting how much "But I'm a jew!" comes into play though. It's really the answer to everything. Who is going to seriously fuck with you when you point out your ancestors were cooked in ovens and that as a people you are blamed for not saving the only son of God. That's heavy and I admit I've been abusing the term vastly.

Since I'm Catholic and already going to hell, yes, I can decide to be Jewish for a week if I want to and wear a post it note star with pride.

Below the Bottle Dance. About 1:49 in you can go ahead and covert. No person on earth can NOT say they don't want in on that bottle dance business. Seriously watch it, madly impressive.







-DM