“So let me clarify your stance; you want to burn down the homes of ALL Muslims in the United States in order to encourage them to spy on neighbors that may or may not have been radicalized?” I took another hit from my hookah. Perhaps I had heard this twentysomething incorrectly. I repeated my question.
It’s 3:30am and I’m working an overnight shift. Being wide awake at this time and stone cold sober is an odd state of being. Continue reading “3:30am & I’m Bothered…”
No this is not a commentary on my sex life but rather my imaginary Catholic one.
I’ll keep this short.
The search for a kick-ass Orthodox Jewish synagogue continued this past Shabbos when I headed to Manhattan to check out – Kihilath Jeshurun. Continue reading “Shul Shopping: Round “Shtaiym.””
Check out MY FIRST essay has been published by “Jewcy.”
Super, duper, triple psyched to share some of my dating adventures as a Jewish convert.
I was genuinely excited to find out there was a Modern Orthodox synagogue in Prospect Heights -not too far from where I live in Brooklyn. It sounded like the perfect kick-off to Orthodox conversion shul shopping.
I downloaded all 7 seasons of Family Ties and have been watching it non-stop. It’s comforting, like sucking my thumb with my pink blanket “Buppie” (damn, I miss that blanket).
Last night on the eve of my 2nd “Jewnniversary,” I attended a house party in Manhattan.