That's actually one of the Orthodox synagoges where I feel most comfortable. Most of my issues with Orthodoxy are gender issues, and I feel like it actually tries to address them in a meaningful way, rather than the "Let me tell you all the reasons we're right and you're wrong" that I feel at a bunch of other ones. Also, they've got a Carlebach service, which always feels more "right" to me than a traditional one. (Carlebach services are a lot more singing, and more emphasis on finding a tune that emphasizes the meaning of the words.)
My love for me now / Ain't hard to explain / The Hero of Canton / The man they call...ME.
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hil R. - Dec 14, 2005 8:44:35 pm PST #9928 of 10003
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Gris - Dec 14, 2005 8:47:56 pm PST #9929 of 10003
Hey. New board.
Theologically, if I were Jewish, I think I'd be right-wing Conservative or left-wing Orthodox. Not that I really have any idea what I'm talking about, but those seem more reasonable than most positions. I'm friends with an example of the former, and dating an example of the latter, and both have really smart, logical arguments that make lots of sense to me.
Gris - Dec 14, 2005 8:56:15 pm PST #9930 of 10003
Hey. New board.
And, with that, I bid the world (or, rather the Bitches and their close friends: FUCK the rest of the world) good night.
Love you all.
WindSparrow - Dec 14, 2005 8:59:38 pm PST #9931 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
As for interesting forms of grading curves, I had a lit. teacher in high school who designed her multiple choice tests so that no one could get all the questions right. Instead of using a regular curve, she would set whatever was the highest score as equivalent of 100%. So 91% of the highest score would be an A, 82% of the highest score was a B, etc. In the 7 or 8 years she'd been teaching that particular class, no one had ever gotten a perfect score on those tests. Until I showed up. I did it twice. My classmates often threatened to kidnap me on exam days.
ETA: Here is a link to a game called Sober Santa. [link] The object seems to be to guide Santa to champagne glasses and presents without bumping into an electric train track and getting zapped.
Emily - Dec 14, 2005 9:54:24 pm PST #9932 of 10003
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
"I'm too pretty to do math" t-shirt
Can you get a "not" embroidered in there?
Oh, crap. Look at how late it is! I've only just gotten around to my Christmas shopping, is the problem. Night, all.
billytea - Dec 14, 2005 10:59:40 pm PST #9933 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
In funny work stuff, on my work calendar, i accepted an appointment for Mandatory Sexual Harassment
Training.
Line breaks? Not always your friend.
Cass - Dec 14, 2005 11:10:57 pm PST #9934 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
But often amusing.
Laura - Dec 15, 2005 2:50:36 am PST #9935 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
Aww Gris bringing on the schmoop.
Mandatory Sexual Harassment
I was accusing DH of sexual harassment yesterday after he groped me while passing in the office. He thinks there is some spousal exception. It might even be a fringe benefit of working together for 17 years.
Laura - Dec 15, 2005 2:52:43 am PST #9936 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.
hard boiled egg:
I have to drive a kid to school in 8 minutes and yet I am in my jammies and slippers. I think I might have to get dressed now.
Later...
DebetEsse - Dec 15, 2005 3:49:58 am PST #9937 of 10003
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Well, fuck.
My extended family is spending Christmas with Cousin-in-Law's family, thus abandoning Christmas Eve with our side of the family. Instead, they're usurping Boxing Day as when we will observe gift-giving. So, I get Dinner at Grandma's 3 days in a row (not a good, for lots of reasons), and no (or truncated) Boxing Day LotR marathon (my favourite part of the whole holiday).