I really only allow myself to read gossip magazines in two places: the hair salon, and the airport. But the internet spews the same information at me constantly. My room mate introduced me to Perez Hilton several months ago, and I’m guilty of checking his website about once every two weeks. Sorry Perez, but you [...]
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‘Tis the Season
I have a problem. As my readers know, I’m a bakeaholic. I spend a lot of time concocting in my kitchen. You would think I knew how to use a potholder. The sad truth is, a few times a month I get a little buzzed from all the culinary excitement, and, woops, grab a hot [...]
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My room mate says I’m like Izzie from Grey’s Anatomy. If you’re not familiar with the show, she deals with stress by baking, to the dismay of her room mates who are then forced with the dilemma: to eat or not to eat. I don’t know what’s come over me, but recently I, like Izzie, [...]
~ read more ~I’m Almost Proud of Him
This is my cat, Telemachus. He is a 15lb Maine Coon, and about two years old. He loves mischief. When I woke up this morning, he had caused a bit of a massacre in my bathroom. As long as I’ve known him, Tele has had a fascination with toilet paper. As long as I’ve known [...]
~ read more ~We’re the ‘Brews
Friday night we’ll be drinkin’ ManishewitzGoin’ out to terrorize GoyimStompin’ shaygetz, screwin’ shiksasAs long as we’re home by Saturday morninCause hey, we’re the BrewsSportin’ anti-swastika tattoosOi Oi we’re the boysOrthodox, hasidic, O.G. Ois –NOFX So my friend Rich was in town from the Pittsburgh area this weekend. On Sunday evening he and I decided, after [...]
~ read more ~The Lock-Out Blog
If this were a proper lock-out blog, it would have been written while I was actually locked out of my apartment on Tuesday night. Of course that means I would have had to write it on my cell phone somehow, and, seeing as I don’t have a Crackberry or any sort of high-tech CIA-issue tracking [...]
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