Its late and I'm tired. I have to do "real" work for a bit, and my boss is as cruel as my mother (sounds much better in Hebrew). I came home without a clue what to write about, but luckily blacknephewo saved the day.
He observed that this Israel is completely opposite. In a normal civilized place, say Texas, you buy your tree, drag it home tied to the roof-rack , then the main dude (in red) makes a list and checks it twice, finally you celebrate New Year. Here in the Holy Land, first you celebrate New Year, then comes the list and your final signing (after a day's fasting), finally you shlep your tree branches home on the roof of your car (for the succah, its like a Jewish outhouse, except you eat in it). Whats next turkey day?
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