israel

It seems I'm always leaving the country.

I'm going to Israel with my older brother.

Our flight is in less than 14 hours.

Much love to my bloggers, my friends, my homies, compadres.

Aye, kemosabe.

i could see a lot of bright in you

there is so much i will say right now. I hope you're ready.

today the headache forces waged war on aaron. he took heavy losses at around one o'clock, his right flank quickly destroyed by a kesselshlact by the enemy. reinforcements came in the form of Advil, which laid down a heavy base of fire on the headache.

I like bowling. I bowled a 160 a few weeks ago. My highest score ever. They get progressively worse with beer. Fat Tire till I die.

Sufjan Stevens is some manifestation of God. If he started a religion I'd join. I know he's Christian, but hopefully he'll start his own cult based on a banjo and campfires and hiking naked. then I'd definitely join.

a new friend mentioned that she coldn't believe i went out with my ex-girlfriend. that was a long time ago. why can't you see us together? thinking. because you're more hippie, and she's...she's very LA? Exactly. Now is not the time to discuss the ex, or if celery acutally causes you to lose calories, but to talk about me, and how I am SUCH a hippie. Was admitting that self-defeating? Wait, no, that's hipsters. Hipsters aren't real hipsters if they say they're hipsters. Hippies were too stoned to label themselves. I have this growing desire to just get away, away away away and escape and live in the jungle run naked in the grass and eat berries and rice and eggplant and green beans, chanting in Sanskrit with a tribe who have disavowed everything. I could deal with no phone, no Internet, no news, no car, no computer, no iPod. I've done it before.

that friend reads this blog, says I'm onto something, I'm humorous, but that I'm definitely working on something. I don't know what gave her that impression. I haven't written anything in weeks, unless kosher confessions counts. I've raised objections towards the name of this blog. very little of what i say or do is kosher by any standards. but whatever, I'll assume that you're thinking what I'm thinking, that is, that I'm recreating its definition.

No. I really want to live on the beach by myself.

And Yes, a piece of me wants to further the career, get started. but for what? Logan mentioned that he told a friend that he wants to make a lot of money.

well, what do you need all that money for? what do you want to buy with it?

i got no idea, actually. Nothing in particular. I just want it.

I just want it, I just want it I justwant it I justwantitIjustwantitwantwantwantwanti want it i want i want it. We want things. Do we really need them? really need them? My housemate bought a hi-powered flashlight. It's cool. Nonetheless, there's no fucking way anybody needs a flashlight that produces a light visible for miles, a flashlight that helicopters and the fucking COAST GUARD uses for search and rescue operations. It's the light on top of the Luxor. It's visible from Space. It's totally worthless to him. He bought it anyways. Why do we have want we don't need? Why do we insist on keeping those things? I've given it thought. I want the ability to send my kids to Jewish school, travel once in a while and eat organic food, maybe start a small vegetable garden, pay for music lessons and buy violins and clarinets for the little ones, and get massages once every few months. i want the financial ability to learn how to sustain myself. it's sad I need money for that.

I'm running to the forest now.

exaltation, las vegas

health update: my chronic sore throat, which is either a severe aaron-killing virus or strep throat which has only infected one tonsil, is going to die soon. I went to see a doc and he prescribed zithromax, (quite possibly coolest sounding antibiotic) which comes in packs of 3. 3 pills, 3 days. my mouth will soon be in heaven.

two and a half weeks ago.....my throat started hurting
two weeks ago.....i started gargling with salt water
one and half weeks ago....i bought slippery elm bark lozenges, elm tea, and throat coat tea
a week ago...it started getting better
4 days ago....it started getting worse
last night....it got so bad i had to take a tylenol with codine

I got my glasses' lens replaced by costco. it is so damn exciting! now i can wear my glasses at night, and not be afraid I'm gonna crash into trees or something. the old ones hurt my eyes, and in turn, my brain, and in turn, my head. god bless costco.

i went to las vegas this past weekend. my friend tobin was getting ready, trying on this red corduroy jacket.."it's vegas! this is so vegas!!!" you're going to vegas? yeah fool. wanna come? live a little. when are you leaving? in 45 minutes. okay. okay. okay. i love you. what? i'll meet you at the airport.

vegas. debauchery. excess. x-e-s. drinking. expensive. margaritaville. singing opera at the venetian, italia. the bellagio. synchronized fountains. hundreds, no thousands of them. how much do those engineers get paid?. blackjack=losing $$$. german house music. i saw billy idol at the hard rock cafe. [no, really i did.] eating pancakes at 5 am at new york new york. pastrami pastrami!. i want some corned beef. come with us! hollerin at the scrubs in the benzido. winning / stealing money from catholic kids fo r getting bible questions right. getting pamphlets from moishe, the jews for jesus guy. ripping up those pamphlets in front of his face. getting 9 hours of sleep in 48 hours. still feeling tired. going to sleep. goodnight.

we want moshiach now

Dina, Muffti, and I are embroiled in a war against the Messiah.

read about the madness here. big ups to michael for doing the post, which gets crazier every hour. holla.

The Blizzard of '02

In California, rain is a natural disaster
Drizzles are blizzards, gusts tornadoes,
Do you remember? The house was caving in
The roof collapsing-Anna and Erin crying-the power went out-china destroyed
Escaped to the attic, we ate cookies and tuna by flashlight
touched hands for the first time since I left last June
And don’t come back! you screamed that day,
Now I’m fixing the power, sandwiches for the little ones, telling you
It’s gonna be okay, it’s gonna be okay,
my fingers caressing the bottom of your neck
knowing this is only temporary
but for tonight-
Everybody wants Daddy again

I'm moving to germany

At least the health care doesn't suck BALLS over in the duestchland. I swear. Today I realized why Americans hate the health care system in this country. I'm not talking about plans, prices, drugs -recreational or legal- but today I had to go through 6, yes SIX dermatologists to book an appointment. all conversations went like this:

"Hi. I have insurance. Blue Cross PPO. Yes, I'll hold. Holding. Blue Cross, Yes. I'd like to book a appointment with Dr. Rosen.

And I swear to you, here were the responses. I'll never forget them.

We have an opening Dec 23rd.
I can get you in the middle of January.
Our earliest available appointment is January 25th.
We're not accepting new patients until June.

Okay fuckers: What if I have some skin tumor or infection? I lump I can't identify? What if, what if, it's God forbid C-A-N-C- I don't even wanna WRITE the rest, what if it's that?!?! You still gonna push it off?

Thank god it's just a rash. And no, I won't tell you where. But it's not there, praise be the Lord.

In other news, my throat really hurts. If it's strep I am so screwed. Stay mental, it's all in your head, I keep telling myself. What else. Oh, what do you make of this? I just got a random text message. The perks of being first in everyones phone directory.

Oh my god i an so nice looking
when i an in blue underwear
i hope your CHAIr is ready for my hot ass

Poetry at its finest. Wierd this is, I think I know who sent it to me. And I'm also pretty sure she was an employee of mine for a while. So now what?