Adam Ki Yakriv... MIkem!!

I know the heading is Chassidish. But I just wanted to post that the Canadiens had an awesome game tonight against Washington Caps.
Home is cool. Spent another day there.

How pathetic are you when you're having sudoku races at the dinner table with your family?? (I'm not saying I did that... I'm just randomly bringing up the idea. Oh! I won one of them btw.)

A friend of mine came up with a theory, that sudoku is only played when people are depressed. His proof, nobody sings or smiles when they're playing sudoku. How wrong he is!!

Notable blog

Just to mention this really awesome blog. Check it out. It's got these great articles and I just think that it's worth publicizing. www.inthewebb.blogspot.com.


Ciao' later!

I got this letter in my email today. I opened it for two reasons. One, it was from a friend. So I trusted that it was a genuine personal email. Or a really funny one that my friend thought worthwhile to send to me. Second reason was, I was scared that it would be a spam, letting me know that Moshiach is here and I have a ticket to Israel on the next flight. So I opened it... This is what I got:

THIS TOOK TWO PAGES OF THE TUESDAY USA TODAY - IT IS FOR REAL>>To all of my friends, I do not usually forward messages,>But this is from my friend Pearlas Sandborn and she really is>an attorney.>>If she says that this will work - It will work. After all,What have>you got to lose?>>SORRY EVERYBODY.. JUST HAD TO TAKE THE CHANCE!!! I'm an>attorney, And I know the law. This thing is for real. Rest assured>AOL and &nbs p; Intel will follow through with their promises for>fear of facing a multimillion-dollar class action suit similar to the one>filed by PepsiCo against General Electric not too long ago.>>Dear Friends; Please do not take this for a junk letter.>Bill Gates sharing his fortune. If you ignore this, You will repent>later.>>Microsoft and AOL are now the largest Internet companies>and in an effort to make sure that Internet Explorer remains the>most widely used program, Microsoft and AOL are running an e-mail>beta test.>>When you forward this e-mail to friends, Microsoft can and will>track it (If you are a Microsoft Windows user) For a two weeks>time period.>>For every person that you forward this e-mail to, Microsoft will pay>you $245.00 For every person that you sent it to that forwards it on,>Microsoft will pay you $243.00 and for every third person that receives>it, You will be paid $241.00. Within two weeks, Microsoft will contact>you for your address and then send you a check.



... How long will it take until people begin to realize that this is all a load of garbage. I cannot believe that there are still people out there who fall for it.

BTW, I'm back from Cali. It was great. Will post later. Taking a Heiman's bus tonight to HOME! I'm so not interested in another trip now. But, the rest tommorrow will be good. I will post tons when I get settled. Lots happening. G-d I'm tired. Okay, this is getting stupid. Hey Steve! Get back to bed!!! Dr. Pepper is a good drink. I FOUND WALDO!!!

...Good night

Stick people conversations #1

I usually don't enjoy posting other links from websites (at least not lately). But these email photos just have to be publicized, and blogging it is alot easier than forwarding.

STEE-VEH-AN

Note: this post was posted in honor of Aybei's bed.


Good Shabbos!

Update!!

For those wondering what this picture has to do with me and where I stand now... Well, at this years Chidon, Lipa Shmeltzer is performing. Hence: Lipa... Lippa... Lippo!! (VeHameivin Yovin!!)



Aaight, I'm in California. It's cool. Had a weird day today. It included picking up a whole bunch of Morristown kids from the airport and getting a Parking Violation ticket for waiting at the pickup area. The guy was such a Ferd!!!


Cool evil thought that I had tonight. If the Chidon is where all the geniuses of Lubavich converge. Then the future of Lubavich is now squeezed into Los Angeles. Being a counselor of the "valuable'est'est" kids that Lubavich has to offer... I can technically screw up the future of Lubavich... MMMMEEEHAAAAAWWHHAAAAWWW!!!

Oh! My nephew was absolutely shocked to see me. It was great surprise!

Gutteh Nacht!!

In Cali!

Yeah... Ich bin Doh!!!

Don't have much more to write, other than the flight sucked and I'm dead tired.

Tommorrow, the Chidon begins!

'ring.... ring....' Went the phone.
I gently picked up the receiver of the phone and as always, in my most curteous tone of voice, I whispered "hello?"
It was an old friend of mine. Let us call him Harvey.
Well, Harvey says "Hey, did you know that I'm going to be in Los Angeles this weekend with your nephew for the Chidon?"
"Oh really?! Why, that's wonderful! Send my nephew regards, give him a big hug from me and tell him that his uncle wants him to drink lots of water in Cali, because I don't want him to dehydrate you know!" I was trying to be as polite as possible to my lucky friend Harvey. But inside of me, somewhere along the Chollol Hasmolli freeway, I was going "Hey jerk... enjoy Cali and don't rub it into me!"
But, then came Harvey's reason for calling... "I wanted to ask you, would you like to come to California with me and be a counselor for a bunch of the Chidon kids??"
"Seriously???"
"Yeah seriously. Give me a call soon and let me know. Mark (whose name is also by the way NOT Mark, but we're trying to keep his anonymity) said that if you can find a ticket to L.A. for under 300 bux American, then you're in."
Needless to say, I was excited. My Chavrusah wasn't though when he found out thirty seconds later.
I searched the internet thoroughly. But the cheapest ticket I was able to find was for 509$ American. And that was without tax. I was so ticked off. How could Harvey have played such a dirty trick on me?!
I was busy playing Solitaire on the computer a half hour later (I sometimes play solitaire on the computer, to take away stress. It doesn't really take away the actual stress, but at least it redirects the stress to the game that I'm playing and not to the issue that I have to deal with), when the phone rang.
This time I grabbed the phone and yelled "What do you want??"
"Hey"... It was Harvey.
I remained silent as I held back my tears, but I think he could hear a muffeled sob from his end of the line. I think that's what made him say his next few words. "I just looked online myself and I found a flight for you on Thursday to Cali. I don't know the exact itinerary yet, because I haven't actually bought the ticket, but I'll call you back in five minutes. Just wanted to make sure that it's okay with you all the details."
I coughed, swallowed and whispered yes to him, then hung up the phone. Once again, my hopes were up. I may after all be going!! YAAAAY!!!


Ten minutes later, the phone rings again. Hooray! Now I'm going to get all the information I need. Like how much suntan lotion I will need, how many bathing suits to pack, whether my hat and jacket are really neccessary... (You know, the usuals).
"Hello, what's up?" I said merrily.
"Yeah..."
"What do you mean yeah??"
"Alright, here's what happened. We went back to the website to buy that cheap ticket, but it seems that it was already sold out by the time we came back, so we couldn't buy that ticket either."
I had to squeeze my pet lion Steve so tight, that his veins started popping out of his head. This was crazy I thought, as tears began forming at the edge of my eyes. I'm just going to spend the day sulking in bed and playing solitaire after this, I thought.
Harvey continued speaking... "But, I searched the internet like crazy, until I found the same deal on another website, and I bought it. The thing is, it's leaving on Wednesday and coming back on Monday. Is that okay with you??"
I couldn't speak I was so shocked, so Steve (my pet lion WHO TALKS!) finished off the conversation for me and told Harvey that it was great and that I will Im Yirtzeh Hashem be there.
I hung up, smiled and finished my solitaire game.




So... I'm going to be in L.A. on Wednesday. Very exciting!! Not much more to write.



Oh! another funny thing that happened. Last night, I'm telling my older Shvester that I'm going to Cali for the Chidon. Before I can finish the sentence, she goes "Bravio! I knew you can do it. I always knew you were determined to learn all that Ramba"m and win the contest!!". I started laughing and explained to her that I hadn't actually studied anything. I was going to be a counselor for the kids who did the learning.
I think that the reason she right away changed the subject to New York sewer rats, was because she was embarrassed...

KISH IN TUCHES!!!

From the Israel trip... picture, thanks to Brucy-pumpkin!

So... I'm back from Monsey and here are the updates I'd like to mention in short.

1) We didn't make as much as expected. I only got 17oo bux! I'm ticked about that.
2) I wish I would'a had a camera. I would have had so much more to share with everyone.
3) Snags are not as bad as I thought. I even had the Purim Seudah at some snags house. They were awesome and the guys son in law was even cooler. They were so unjudgemental (???) at the fact that we were Lubavich. They also had this awesome Guacamole... Lastly, the host was drunk out of his box! Really fun in short.
4) The show was lots of fun, though I felt so lonely doing the show without mine Brazzer! Shame that we'll have to wait until next year to get together and do it.
5) Oh! The rental was a hot piece! Chrysler 300... Ticked off that there were no tush warmers on the seat.
...hmmmm...
6) Got back on Thursday and went home for day. Finally settled in Ottawa on Friday morning.
7) Shabbos, I decided was my Grohb day... I will not go into detail as to how I observed that special occasion.
8) Started Chazara for Smicha today... Did the first Siman.
9) I'm outa' here after Pesach and I'm thrilled. As to where I will be, that's another 'q' which requires some attention.
and finally... 10) Somehow, a picture of myself got up on Shmais in the Purim archives. No need to post the picture.

p.s. I know Steve hasn't been photographed for awhile. He sends his best regards though.

That's all!
Finally got internet working again... will most more consistently now! YEAH!~!~!

Oh yeah, picture of Hong Kong purim... Somewhere I should've been!

OH MY GOSH!!!

What if I were to see this view one more time? What if I were to go for Pesach and stay in Hong Kong for a little bit... I'm just thinking. But, like they say "Tracht gutt, veht zein gutt!"

(long sigh "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH")

Steve of the week to come out hopefully tommorrow!

Dang! You know when you want to write a post, but all the information you wanted to put is already written down in the heading of the post??!!

Craziest day today... Craziest day today!!! CRAZIEST DAY TODAY!!!!!!

*My roommate is actually trying to sleep now. He's jet-lagged from the Israel trip. So I'll try to type this quietly!*

Well, crazy day today (I think I mentioned that already). Finished Basar Vechalav today for the first time and hope to get tested before Passover (Make my own little miracle). Rained freezing rain, so all sidewalks and walkways are slippery. Van got stuck in a pack of ice at the parking lot of Yeshiva... Took 2 1/2 hours to tirelessly work on getting it out, to no avail. Drove through my first red light tonight. Didn't end up going to Montreal... Very crazy and energy draining day all in all.

I just think that this is hillarious. This friend of mine came to the conclusion a few weeks ago, that Yoshkeh's name was "Jesus Shapiro" (No offence to those Shapiro's out there... We're all brother's you know.) It must've been. It makes so much sense.
While he was a kid in class, everyone always knew that he was the sore thumb who stuck out. He was the one who was going to be the class bum. I doubt they knew what hell he would eventually cause, but his bad future definitely was predicted from the moment he was named.
The teacher would be going through the class picture. "So there on the left is 'Tarfon ben Mahalalel." To his right is the class genius "Yochanan ben Zakkai." Oh! There's "Yehudah ben Elazar". This cute fat kid here is "Ben Bag Bag"... Oh, that kid with the long curly hair and beard? Yeah, that's Jesus Shapiro... he's the class bum! He'll never make it in life. Probably end up packing bags at a wal-mart or somethin'.


... Just the thought of it is so funny!!

Well, Israel trip also got back tonight. So Bochurim are walking around without Tzitzis, Rabbi Nachman necklaces dangling from their nacks, small beenies clipped to their hairless scalps.
I suddenly feel like I'm the only nerdy untanned Chareidi Wacko, walking around, complaining about the lack of Judaism in these Lubavich boys' lives. Is that wrong?
One good thing I saw: One of the Bochurim came back from Israel and his beard all of a sudden is a nice half inch longer. Does the Israel sun really make it grow, or perhaps while in Israel, there was a lack of other tools?? (Maybe a comb and some gel??)

No laughing matter!

Laughter is only when you're among friends. Laughter is an expression of comfort. It's when you are happy with your surroundings and you wish to express that feeling.
A person can cry, shout, fart, talk to himself and do sudoku's when he's all by himself. But for a person to really laugh, he must be with someone close to him in order to express it. (I know this theory is stupid, because yes! a person can laugh by himself... First of all... It's 'doch fohrt' not really laughing, and also... don't spoil my fun.)
Having said all this, I kinda' wonder why I haven't laughed the entire day today. After all, I read some funny jokes in my inbox today, I listened to Jackie Mason today for about a half hour with another Bochur. But to say that I 'really' laughed, or even smiled... I can't! It totally sux to be able to think that at the end of a day. Doesn't it?? It tells me that I have to go where people my age are. It tells me that I have to take a long long vacation from my 24/7 entertaining job!

I think I have become so accustomed to depression, that it's actually become my friend. We sit up late at night and drink tea together speaking about Yeshiva... and how it STINKS! We chat about the weather in Ottawa... and how it STINKS! We talk about how the Canadiens played in their game tonight against the Toronto Maple Leafs... and how they SUCKED!
Depression has become a close friend who I can tell all my secrets to. Well not really, I'm not really depressed, just upset at where I am now. I really have to leave.

(No, I don't want any of those crappy comments like "Dude, I feel for you man! Hang in there. You can do it!"... I just wanted to write something and this is what came out)

Long time no blog!

Spent Shabbos at home. Had a great time.
There is nothing worse than sitting at home and doing absolutely nothing. That's what I was victim of for the last three days. Shabbos was nice and all. But then I was stuck at home until Monday night... waking up at embarrassing hours, sitting around and doing absolutely nothing. I wasn't even in the mood of updating this blog.
...


That's my update!

I'm back in Ottawa though!

"STEVE'S ARRESTED"!!!!!

I can't believe it. Steve's been arrested. It apparently happened in New York this past week. Steve escaped from where we were staying and went down to Manhattan. Police busted him in an alley right off of 47th St. smoking pot and drinking alcohol. he is only 7 years old and he's already being influenced by the worst. I was shocked when I got the call to pick up my Lion. He also bit three cops in the legs. I can't begin to tell you how shocked I was. I knew that he was getting into trouble lately. But to this extent??!!
I picked him up and brought him back with me. I had to promise the cops that I will send Steve for therapy, to get over his problem.
... I was only ablse to get these mugshots of him for this week's "Steve of the week#6"

... Help me! Hopefully, next week Steve will be recovering in a rehabilitation center. Steve's Puerto Rican cousin 'Diego' and his doll Frelly have also arrived safely from Puerto Rico. I didn't have a chance to photograph them, cause I was too caught up in this whole Seve case!!

Back in Ottawa

The atmosphere is dull. It's cold outside. Maybe -15 celcius... I'm back in Ottawa. So I decide to de-compose a song for this splendid occasion.

(t.t.t.o. 'I don't know... make any tune up!)

I'm here and I'm gonna' rot-a-wah
In the freezing capital called Ottawa.

It's the Yeshiva where they all smoke pot-a-wah
Welcome back to my home called Ottawa.