Happy birthday!

Nilly, will you still make it to Zilpa's lecture?

I'm so hungry today. Maybe my stomach got used to matzot in no time this year, but usually this stuff just blocks my will to eat after 5 minutes.

Tea, however, helps. Weird.

Shir, I hope I will make it to her lecture (that's the half-day-off I was posting about in those whiny sentences in my post above). You're in Jerusalem, though, right?

Yes, I won't make it. Not being in the convention isn't such a big deal like I thought it might be, though I'm still curious how they'll handle tonight's meeting.

Anyway, if you'll make it, will you say hi to all for me?

will you say hi to all for me?

Of course.

(It's funny to talk to you, alone - everybody else is timezoned to do other things - in English, here. Takes getting used to, I guess.)

Thanks, Nilly. I really miss some of those people.

(I know, it's strange).

I'm having such trouble getting This American Life to download in iTunes -- it craps out after two or three minutes leaving me with a stub of 2 or 3 minutes. Feh.

Good morning!

Random question. I just came back from Rite Aid where I attempted to purchase replacement blades for my razor. Except there was a big ass alarm on all the hangers with a note that informed me I needed to contact a store representative if I wished to purchase that item.

So my question is this. WTF???

Yep. They lock up razor blades and baby formula. At the Rite Aid near work, they also lock up deodorant. Who knew those are big stealing items! Well, the formula makes sense as it's so expensive but deodorant and razor blades?

The Victoria Falls thing made me queasy.

I would caution you, white readers of this board, should you jump into a black person's skin in the South while segregation is still enforced by law, please don't break the colour lines in a hide that you aren't going to stay in.

This is why I was not much of a Quantum Leap fan, back in the day. They also thought that being a woman and having to get coffee was comedy gold.

I made a little boy cry today.

I live in an apartment building. I came back with some groceries, and there were two adorable little children, and I smiled at them, they smiled back, I said "hello", and went to elevator.

At this point, the little boy, about 3 or 4 years old, points at me and the elevator and says firmly "No! It's Sabbath!" (actually, what he said literally was "It's wrong! Sabbath!", but I understood). To which I replied with a smile, "No, it's Chol HaMoed". As I entered the elevator I could hear him starting to cry.

I should not interact with people before having at least 2 mugs of coffee.

Good morning, Americans.