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.

What P-C said, as comma-tastic as it is.

Any of the Buffista parents needing a fleece-lined parka for a sprog? It's a 14-16, navy blue and white and while it's labeled "girl's" it's actually very unisex in styling. (Actually Nate wore it and none of us were any the wiser it was labeled a girl's jacket.)

Because some of the funniest comics and smartest writers are Jewish, and I think that is very cool, but I hope I never made anyone squirm as much by talking about it

I had the weirdest project yesterday that left me kind of wigged out. I was asked to list the members of all of our presentation teams over the past year, but then also to identify minorities among them. Women too, but at least you can do that from the name.

It was for a legitimate, good purpose, and the request came from our Chief Diversity Officer, who was meeting with the global executive committee this am and trying to make the point that walking in with a wall of white men in suits is a) way too common and b) not good for business, both of which I firmly believe and I think the numbers bear out. But the feeling of going through and identifying, some of them just from names and b/w pictures? And not sending him an email all full of qualifiers about how "the name would seem to indicate but I don't know how this person identifies" etc. Even one person who knew what I was doing and why and brought up the fact that he's half-Korean, which I hadn't known. It left me feeling unsettled all day.

I have to do tasks like that a lot, brenda -- now I think it's kind of hilarious. Luckily, I'm generally just providing percentages, so if I get an individual wrong, it's not directly weird, just inaccurate.