Saturday, September 07, 2002
ok. woke up early for temple today. very tired. so no caps for you. maybe no punctuation further down, if my mind deteriorates further. we shall see.
temple. yup. 10-1. yup. i got really tired near the end, not to mention hungry, not to mention really angry at my shoes (i hate freaking dress shoes). thankfully, jess stuck with me and shared in my agony. our little brothers both wimped out early, the spineless creatures that they are. the rabbi gave a sermon about some old guy giving out pieces of his heart to people he loved, leaving these empty gouges behind, and throughout the whole thing i kept on visualizing an actual heart with gouges and pieces in it from other people's hearts (which was supposed to represent love that was received, or something), so instead of being really moved by the sermon, i was just really, really grossed out. alas.
the temple president made a speech about the word 'jubilee' and i was reminded of the south park (great show) episode where kyle went to the jewish camp 'jewbilee'. a good episode, in which moses was imprisoned in the conch shell of blind faith, and when moses was freed he demanded macaroni pictures. anyways, the president made reference, in an attempt at humor, to cherries jubilee. this cracked up my dad, and also the rabbi, who rolled around with mirth on the bimah behind the podium. it was very undignified looking. the dessert joke really wasn't all that funny, but the rabbi's reaction was. my dad just laughed really loudly and my mother had to shush him.
o yes, i nearly forgot. he was talking about 'jubilee' because originally it meant something to do with a 50th anniversary celebration, and this year is the 50th anniversary of the founding of our temple. or the building of it. or something. anyways, just so you know that the temple president doesn't make sermons based on some random word he picks out of a dictionary every year, or something. although that might be kind of cool.
tomorrow i'm going to temple again, but i get to leave early because the lions/dolphins game is on, and i simply must watch it.
today is dave's birthday. happy birthday, dave!
last night we went to newton. it was fun, as usual. my aunt phyllis had many amusing anecdotes to relate. she seems to have an inexhaustible supply of these. anyways, we played the annual game of 'who's gay?'. this consists of someone naming an actor, athlete, etc. that they think is gay. the alleged gayness of this person is then debated around the table. this year mike piazza was the object of contention. there was also a mild uproar over some guy on the love boat who turned out to be gay, but i kind of tuned that out because, hey, man, that was before my time.
'who's gay?' was supplemented this year by 'who's jewish?'. this consisted of phyllis referring to a baseball player on some team who was jewish, but didn't have a jewish-sounding name. then the baseball aficianados at the table (my dad, eli, my dad's cousin ed, and his kids jeremy and alex) tried to think of the name of this player. they hit on it eventually by just going through the roster of the team, since apparently they have the entire rosters of all baseball teams in their minds. scary. anyways, when they finally got the right guy, they were shocked to discover that he was actually a good player. not too many skillful jewish athletes these days. i give you jay fiedler.
we had really good chicken. i am afraid that the same could not be said for the gefilte fish, which was white and dry. it looked like a matzoh ball, but it definitely smelled fishy. weirdo gefilte fish. but jessica said her grandmother got them gefilte fish out of an economy can from costco, so i guess i shouldn't complain.
miriam was there, but not her husband dan. he was hiking, or camping, or climbing, or something out in some national park that i now forget, yosemite or yellowstone. or something.
leah and ed are going to play a tennis match. ed used to be really good, apparently, but i hear that he has not played in a while. leah has been playing a lot recently. so it ought to be interesting. i look foward to hearing about the results. beth was betting on ed, citing, i suppose, more experience, and also more powerful hitting. but one never knows who's going to choke out there. the tennis court can be a deadly, deadly place.
then again, you could subscribe to my own peculiar tennis philosophy, in which every hit is a volley. forehand? hit it like a volley. backhand? hit it like a volley. volley? hit it like a volley. as i'm sure you can tell, i am just truly masterful at tennis.
what would i like to do for my birthday? well, the only thing that i would really like to do is *not homework*. unfortunately, this is not to be. i have reams of math homework, and lord only knows what else i have to do. *sniff* i am most upset. most upset.
there was a very long post-temple luncheon at jess's today. we discussed colleges. i am really getting sick of colleges. i don't even want to think about it, really, anymore. you see, the more i think about it, the more depressed i get about my ability to get into college (or lack thereof). not a very pleasant thing to dwell upon.
i finally finished that stupid roll of film!! yes!! i feel ever so much better now. massart people, as soon as i get it back (monday) and as soon as i can get scanner time (hopefully shortly thereafter), i will of course send you some. you will love and cherish them forever. for ever.
well, i know that there's more to say, but i entirely forget what i had in mind. a symptom of exhaustion. sigh. i'll tell you all tomorrow if i get anything particularily interesting for my birthday. i rather hope that i do.
anyways, happy new years, everyone! hope that you all have a happy and healthy 5763!
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