Oh please, erika. You're talking to us and we know you, whereas shitweasel Jon is talking to major media outlets, his words spilling out to millions who don't know him and frankly, don't really want to.

Big, huge, dif.

Besides, you're talking about a television show he's talking about his life.

::stops and thinks about last statement::

Okay, well you're talking about a good television show.

Oh, fer the love of Chri...

Ok, what a tool.

My parents and grandparents are divorced and I want to break the pattern.

OK, I don't follow the news about this guy but, that's not a pattern that he's gonna break, is it? Not by having a girlfriend, however great she and her family and co-religionists may be.

Holy cow, the Dow closed above 10,000 today!

I had no love of or need for cross-stitch before, and now I'm dying for want of this. Sigh.

It would give you something to do in your spare time for the rest of your life.

And like the Jews have not had to withstand enough in this life?

ETA: Ok, cool. Because there is a fine line between admiring somebody's traditions, like thinking it's cool if you're smart, or self-deprecating humor, for instance, and sticking yourself in the big fat middle of something that isn't yours and that you don't understand. I would not want to do that, as much as I do think Yiddish is funny. I'm sure this is one time of being Chosen they could pass up.

Is "douchebag" Yiddish?

No, but putz is!

In other news, I seem to be experiencing a sudden and random bout of vertigo this afternoon.

wrod. I had a social worker with that as a last name. It was profoundly appropriate, even though she was female.

Serial comma question for the hivemind:

I'd like to thank my parents, God, and of course, Ayn Rand.
or
I'd like to thank my parents, God, and, of course, Ayn Rand.

Door number two.