I have a confession. I don’t get Eurovision. There are a lot of things in this world I don’t understand. TikTok trends. Buying pre-torn pants. Massive obsession with sports. But the wild fascination with this annual music competition truly perplexes […]
Is there a solution for terrorism? I’m going to attempt a little mental gymnastics here, and not really one I enjoy. I’m asking myself questions that on one hand need to be asked, but on the other hand are awful
I picked up Pam Grout’s book E-Squared with great enthusiasm. First of all, it’s been a minute since I’ve read some quality self-help. And my ill-fated hunt for employment has left me feeling weak and in need of something to
I don’t want to be a friar. I don’t know if that’s how it’s spelled. To be honest, I really don’t care. The concept disturbs me, and it pains me to waste my time looking up the proper transliteration. The
The story of my first faint. Several years ago, in Baltimore, I went to give blood at a local synagogue. It was my second time ever… so I was practically a veteran. The first time I’d given blood, I was
I’m asking a big question this week, but I want to preface it by saying the real answer is: I don’t have a clue. The question: What does it take to make it in Israel? It’s something I think about
