Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Dining out

Gefilta Fish

I am allergic to fish.  I hate and loathe it and for life threatening reasons, totally avoid it.

I remember those pre-Passover days of my youth: dishes taken down from the attic, the trip to a fish market in east Chicago, the hand cranked fish grinder and the gut wrenching/retching smell of Gefilta fish swimming in a steaming and bubbling caldron on the Chambers stove.  I could not stand to be in the house when the gefiltas were schooling and running.

Fish of any scale and strip makes me ill.

So if you happen to enjoy fish, please continue to eat it.  They say it’s healthy if it does not contain too much mercury.  Just do not offer me any.  I’ll eat the egg with extra pink horseradish on my Matzah, thank you.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Thursday, October 21, 2010

You are never wrong…

…and you would never admit it

You piss people off

You once leased a Jaguar and then a BMW

You can’t sing a lick

You are a monster

richard avedon

You are an instigator and a troublemaker

You are not worth the extra money for gas

You owe me

What do you do with the pieces of a broken heart?

Set them adrift

Fly them to the moon

Bury them deep at Wounded Knee

Run them cross country

Scatter them to the wind

Dilute them in acid tears

Batter them into cup cakes

Haunt your house with them

Dread them into hair extensions

Cast them into a witch’s brew

Get even

Friday, October 15, 2010

Thursday, October 14, 2010

The eyes have it!


Jerry Levy: A Life

The view from my upstairs deck

My bedroom

My home theater entertainment center

My fire escape

My designated parking space

Thursday, October 7, 2010