Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Trip with my visiting family to the Zoo (good times, long read and unedited)

Family has been visiting
They picked me up the other day with all of the kids in the car. It was four kids in the same seat & then mine. The vacation travel conditions are different than the hometown minivan. Dad wanted to save the money on the hatchback. If it is tight enough, you don't need seatbelts.
I think they were happy to see me, but they had been vacationing for 2 weeks already and I don't think that vacation was a happy thought. After a certain point of vacationing, nothing is exciting. The earth can split, and dad can do the 'Everybody look the earth is spliting.' Nobody would care. Fathers feel it is their job to note things to their kids as they are passing it- 'look, there is a cow on the street, you missed it.' The kids could care less, they are half asleep, but have to pretend like they care, 'OK dad.' Parents know the kids could care less, but they will always note every landmark, 'I had an ice cream here, I think it was a cone, around 30 years ago when my family visited…now it is a barbershop.' It makes them feel as though they have fulfilled their parental duties of taking their kids on a tour, without a tour guide, for no money. To the parent, it is a more exciting tour, for it is a heritage tour of dad's past.  
Family vacations are the perfect way to ruin any child's dream of traveling the world.  
I have never seen as many people who wanted vacation to end. The kids were tired. I have noticed that kids do not enjoy vacation. All of that time with the family is tiring. They wake up at 5am to go on a hike. 'I thought it was vacation- shouldn't I sleep.' They were running to 5 different places in one day, because each sibling's needs had to be satisfied. Parents were sleep walking, but still leading the troops, 'We're going to eat, to the zoo, to the Old City of Jerusalem, to the cousins, all today- lets move.' The kids were praying for an end, 'I just want to go back to school, study, take a test- at least I can sleep in school…How many more cousins do we have that I haven't met? I hate family and smiling for people to pinch my cheeks- they are red.'
So, they did not seem too enthusiastic to see me. Maybe I should have pinched their cheeks- they do the bashful smile when you do that. My sister-n-law tried to build up their excitement, 'Look everybody, Uncle D is here.' I got a yawned group 'Hi Uncle D.' They just wanted to know, 'when is this pain over…we met Barney yesterday and we weren't excited…that was a purple dinasour…do you have a gift?'
 
The trip was to the Tisch Family Biblical Zoo. Does the Tish Family need a zoo? They already have half of the Jewish world. Anyhow, it is good to see that their plaque business is doing well. Thou, they should be more creative and put other stuff on their signs- that is how most sign businesses work. I only wish them more success in their business. In the meantime, please forgive me if I call it The Biblical Zoo. If that is confusing, please understand that The Biblical Zoo, really means the Tisch Family Biblical Zoo.
We made it to the zoo due to luck. The sign from the road was tiny. We made it there by passing the destination and coming back. Those are not good directions. If you have to say, 'you will know when you pass it,' something should be fixed.
Going with family was a different experience than a date. I never expected to be so tired. The kids were skipping everywhere- that is what they do when they are excited. They scream 'horsie' and skip to it. Even if it is a turtle, they like to say horse, with an 'ee' on the end. Their dad was tired as anything- he used to get sleep, but 'now I am father.' He has to worry about his kids all the time. He used to be relaxed, but now he is back dealing with 2nd grade politics, and we all know how difficult it is to trade potato chips for pickles.
I was supposed to be helping with the kids, but I was getting involved in the animals and the signs. [A word of advice: never trust a single uncle with kids- there is a reason we are not married]. I become very interested when I go to the zoo. I start to read and think that I will remember the animal descriptions. Maybe I will be able to share my newfound knowledge about the elephant's appetite or the sleeping patterns of a desert penguin. I start daydreaming about becoming a zoologist, and then I see them cleaning up the elephant exhibit. I do not know what dimorphic means, but I felt educated reading every one of the signs about the habitat and life of species. There was one mom using the zoo as an educational tool- that was the one kid I did not see skipping. My nephews and niece were the uneducated ones, representing the family and their uncle, running thru that zoo and they had a great time being stupid. The educator mom kid was repeating every word after mom, 'tarictic, that was a tarictic bird, what is a tarictic bird? It is tarictic.'
The Biblical zoo was trying real hard to find quotes. They had monkeys with quotes from the Bible like 'And there was life.' It gets tuff finding peacock quotes. The biblical zoo finds something, 'And there was flying creatures.' That is not even a Biblical source, but it is a quote. And we all know that we feel smart when we read a quote.
My 2 year old niece was screaming for a minute- 'Uncle D'- that is all she said. Finally I was able to say 'yes' louder than her, so that she could hear. She had my attention and was stuck. All that came out of her, 'A pig' (no, it was the Biblical Zoo, which translates to kosher zoo- that was a joke). She goes, 'A bird' (in a downer voice). I don't know why they brought her to the zoo. She could have been in a cemetery and had the same good time.
The kids were really excited to see some of the animals, but I, Uncle 'D,' was there to set them straight and protect them. Kids are running to the leopard, 'Look, it is soo cute.' I'm reminding him, 'It eats people.' I don't care if it is true. If an animal is dimorphic, as the sign said, stay away. They knew that they could depend on me to not watch them. Thou, I fealt a need to watch them by the bears. Every time I watch the news, I see a bear holding a kid. 'How Cute.' 'It kills people.' I am the uncle who scares the kids; I give them a real education.
Half of the families in the zoo lost their kids. I know, because there was an announcement every 3 minutes. One kid was announced 8 times. His mom was enamored by the Noah's Ark exhibit. She was going to the zoo for herself. The zookeepers got annoyed. They just started raffling him off. 'Anybody need a child…otherwise, we will give him to a bear.'
Older kids are trying to be cool about everything. 'Zebras- sweet.' This is how they justify having fun in a zoo. They have to pretend like they are not too excited. The lion exhibit was exciting, until we realized the roar was coming from a loudspeaker. The lion was sitting there; apparently they rest all day, unless they are killing. At least the zoo tried to make it seem like there was a reason for the exhibit.
We saw some sea animals. One fish was swimming alone; I guess he was home-schooled. The parents paid a good $10 entrance for each kid, but nothing excited the kids more than the worm. It was on the sidewalk.  
Mind you, the day had all started with bathroom time. That took a good half an hour. We thought we were heading out and then mom asked, 'Has everybody gone to the bathroom?' That was the wrong question. They all said 'no,' and lost their Gameboys. This was the first time dad got angry that day (maybe the third- I was not there for wake up time). It was for good reason- he brought these kids into the world. He couldn't hold back- 'You think I am going to the zoo for me? There is no alcohol there…I already have a wife, so I don't need a date. I am doing this for you…you are going to have a good time.' The 'for you' was the shocker, because the kids had no idea what that meant. The oldest expressed his thoughts, 'If you were doing it for us, you would have just let us play Gameboy.' That was when I heard the slap.
It was a great way to relive my childhood in 7 hours, without getting smacked.


Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Yom HaAtzmaut BBQ advice I gave to Shiur Times (in full)

Do Israelis create the perfect al-HaEsh (BBQ)? No. A perfect BBQ runs itself. You don't need a man with a  wife-beater to stand by it and wave his cardboard coke package for 2 hours. Menaf-nef is a cute word, but you only catch the Israelis once they have started the BBQ, 3 hours after they began the process.
Last Yom HaAtzmaut, I walked thru the park & saw a lot of frustration. Many dads could't get the fire moving, even with his constant waving of the arm. Manning the grill (sorry to the women, but it is a man's job to cook meat with no spices or thought)? It looks like you are fighting off bees. Yes, there are a few that can get their al-HaEsh moving, but I am here to help the people who can't, the 99 percent of the Israelis who are not enjoying the family fun. As a new immigrant who is used to American style BBQ's I have some advice on how to make your Yom HaAtzmaut a good time:
1)     
To get your BBQ started- American style, bring a container of flammable liquid, I am talking a 20 liter cask size. To start your perfect BBQ, turn the knob to 200. That is how you man the grill in 2008. You don't man the grill by rubbing sticks together and praying that waving at the fire and saying 'Hello' will keep the fire moving.  
2)      Bring a big BBQ. 'Mangal,' The Israeli name for BBQ, sounds real manly, if you can fit more than a chicken wing on the thing. Most Israelis use little matchbox size contraptions they found on sale. The grocery they found it at, SuperGiantMegaGreatHugeGadol, didn't have any bigger BBQ's or any party size bags of Doritos larger than 50grams. The whole situation causes a lot of arguments about chickendogs, 'Wait, you just had a hotdog ½ an hour ago, there are other people and I only cook one at a time, I have to focus (you hear them trying to justify the lack of production). It is time-cooking, takes time.' No! all you need is a big BBQ and everybody can eat.
3)      Bring chairs and nothing more. A lot of families like to bring couches and tables; it looks like they are moving to the park. They understand that it is impossible to find a place in the parks on Yom HaAtzmaut. They figure, after searching for 5 hours, 'We have found a spot, we are not leaving.' You see moving teams, 'Bring the refridgerator and the pickup truck.'  Truth is, it is much more relaxing to bring a soccer/football and to give up on holding fort. You can even have some fun and kick the ball into some other families BBQ.
4)      If you really want a relaxing and enjyable Yom HaAtzmaut, leave your kids at home.
The saddest truth of this all is that in 2 weeks time, you will see huge fires with amazing al-HaEsh abilities on Lag B'Omer, started by the kids, who probably should have been manning the grill.


Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Opening Night- Starting a Business in Israel

Opening night was amazing.  The first ever comedy club in Jerusalem (I feel like I am doing something as an imigrant) & we (this includes my new partner- Jeremy Man, who is the Sat HaMashke- there are many thanks to all of the people who have helped make it happen, including the OU Israel Center for the past year, Olga for allowing us into OlaLa who I appreciate even more now after I realize how much stuff costs, Moshe for finding the place and supporting my Hebrew shows, all of the audience who comes out for the good times, mishpuchi and roomates who always gives me advice, Kim for flyers, etc.- this is a long parenthesis and should probably be a paragraph itself) pulled it off.  At least we pulled off the opening night.  There were 300 people and our place holds 70.  70 is the municipality limit for our space, but money and excitement are more important than safety.  There wasn’t even standing room.  We were the place to be (italisized).  It was amazing to see all the people standing and uncomfortable, because we also didn’t have chairs yet.  But they loved it.  Half of the people didn’t even get in.  They did the begging to get in thing- kind of like going to the Misrad Hapnim (ministry of interior) at 12pm (when they are closed but open according to their schedule).  We were the cool place with the buzz, bacuse the cool buzz is what brings people back.  ‘What is going on in their, I have got to come back and maybe not get in again.’  We want people to feel insignificant, because when people feel inadequate, they want more [For PR purposes- this is a joke and we want everybody to be comfortable and happy- we even have chairs and we are working on the air conditioning].
We are going to do the Hebrew Opening Night in three months.  That is how they do it here.  You can’t fool Americans- ‘I have been passing by your place every day, if you weren’t open, then how have you been open?’  Israelis work retroactively- it is the same reason why the government declared that there was a war in Lebanon in the summer of 2006, 6 months later, in February of 2007.
I have learned that 50% of businesses do not have a city license. There are different reasons for this.  For me, it is because there was a guy who asked me to cut infront of me on line, because he only had ‘a question’
We did not think that renovations took more than a day.  We didn’t forsee that breaking down a wall and putting up a wall would take time.  We also didn’t forsee all the “extra” time the contractor needs us to pay him for, at “full” price- even after we agreed on a price.  Even when I get a deal, I feel like I am getting ripped off.  Carpets are 100nis a meter, and the price is not on the item.  Finally get the deal- 45nis a meter.  How does he go down 55% in a half a minute?    
I have learned that I do not share the same business ethic that many of the stores I have shopped at seem to share.  I went to many of places and found that the cost at the end was much higher than the initial agreement.  Paints were agreed upon at 370nis and then we get it and walla- 470nis.  It is a concept, ‘He said yes to 370nis, why not get an extra 100nis?.. worst that happens, we get the price we agreed upon.’  Everybody wants my money now.  ‘David is running a business, which means that he must have tuns of money- lets do whatever we can so that the business goes under.’  I am running a business, which means that my money is gone- got to pay the government, workers, landlord, the mafia (if you want to go broke and loose your house, start a business- & everybody will think you are rich).  Friends do you favours- ‘Oh, let me come by and help you build, or get in the way of your work…(5 hours later)…Building is my profession- I worked with legos…David, you really should pay me for that brick I dropped.’  I am getting itemized bills from friends, ‘We sat for coffee, that is 60nis.  We chilled together and that is my time…I am surprised you don’t respect my time.’
We did buy a microphone made in Germany.  Many Jews do not buy German made products, but I decided that it is important to support Russian Jewry.


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Monday, June 25, 2007

Graduating Kindergarten- Please!

Shalom Ya'll,
My niece just graduated kindergarten.  What did she do?  She can't even spell kindergarten, and she gets a degree.  Neither can I- without spell check.  This is her second graduation in two years, and what did she do? Nothing.  Maybe made a happy birthday welcome home card for her dad, but the art was messed up.  In first grade, they fail you for chicken scratch like that.
I feel bad for her, because now she is going to have to go thru 8 years of elementary school & nothing.  She finishes the red math book? Nothing.  Blue math book?  Nothing.  Finishes the year?  A pizza party- with homemade pizza, because Dominos isn't kosher. 
Elementary school is hard and Purim carnivals, where you have to stand behind the 'whip the sponge at David's face for a ticket' booth, don't make it easier.  Those years were hard.  Kids were vicious.  They would do these rhymes about your place on line- and I have no idea who came up with them- but they song them like it was a tradition.  Your place on line had to be the coolest, on the way out to recess (which I never understood to begin with- excited and its 2 minutes, that's a break- and I could plan a whole day into that- a movie pizza bagels and the first kick in the kickball game).  They would say, 'First is worst, last is best, middle is the one with the hairy chest.'  In second grade, that was awkward for me; standing last, but I had a hairy chest.
As a Shomer Negiah kid, I would hear songs like, 'Beth and David sitting in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g,' which was so not cool (and they would do it in that annoying teasing voice).  I had to defend myself, 'I'm not a looser, I don't kiss girls.'  Then they would continue, 'First comes love, then comes marriage…'  'I'm not a looser, I'm not going to marry a girl,' was my smooth response.  They don't sing that song anymore and I am not married or kissing anybody.  How life changes?!  When I was 7, I was a player- I knew how to hit girls.  Now, I am single.  Should've gotten married when my friends suggested it, when I was sitting in the tree.     
All I say is 'give a second grade graduation too.'  That is a tuff year and some people walk out with serious bruises from thrown chairs. 
If I was to do my childhood over again, I would do it differently- I would have shared that weeblewobble with Brian.
Lehitraot,
David



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Monday, May 14, 2007

I just pointlessly Drove out to Tel Aviv from Jerusalem and I am Mad at that person

Shalom Ya'll,
I just wasted 4 and 1/2 hours of my life driving to Tel Aviv, to meet an events coordinator who can't even coordinate time.  I was supposed to go in to Tel Aviv on Tuesday and then she was like, 'But we are supposed to meet today.'  You know that once that happens, you are now wasting your time.  I said, 'I can make it in on Wednesday.'  She tells me it is urgent.  It happens to be that the urgency is Rosh Hashanah (the Jewish New Year which is in 4 months).  That isn't right.  Urgent is something that needs to be taken care of now, and it consists of an important agenda.  I could easily say to anybody, 'I need you right now to help me cook.'  But I do not- because it is a lie.  I wasted extra gas and then she tells me to park somewhere where the guy (can't use blaspheme) charges 20nis after 11:30pm, when there are no cars out.  I felt like such an idiot paying.  This production lady didn't even cover her own drink.  She can't even produce 10nis for her food, or mine, which she should be paying for when I drive all the way out from Jerusalem, for a pointless meeting.  She had nothing to say.  She just wanted to make herself feel important by having me drive all the way out there- wasting 100nis on gas, and then asking me to do something for her.  What have you done for me?  This lady bothered me before with a job that went nowhere.  Why do I waste my time with these people?  Maybe because I can't speak the language, and I take it as a lesson in Israeli culture. 
In American culture, if you waste somebody's time and ask them to drive somewhere, when they made it clear that another day works much better, you buy their drink and I'll even say to pay for their parking, especially when you directed them there and all the sudden 'David's got to pay.'  When I picked up the car, the guy was too embarrassed to look at me- because he knows he ripped me off.  I don't think it is bothering him at home.  It is part of this Israeli mentality of taking advantage of the New Immigrant and tourist, for 5nis.
I feel like I am dealing with a bunch of idiots and loosing a lot of money doing it.  This makes me question if I am an idiot.  Even my car keeps on having new issues.  The thing doesn't work in the cold- it takes sick days.  Then I go to a garage and all the sudden, my whole car is broken.  I don't feel like I am dealing with honest person in this country.  I know there are and I go to them for advice- but then I get sent to another idiot who is doing stupid stuff and making me drive out of my way for nothing.  Why do they do that?  Why do people try to make their lives sound so important and on the brink of destruction?  'I need you now.'  No, you need help, and you also need to find me 135nis to pay for all the money you made me waste.
I'll make my complaints clearer next time.
Shavua Tov,
David


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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Young Guy who Rejected a Girl- What should've happened on stage at the 'Find Me a Wife' show

Shalom Ya'll,
So on stage tonight, I had a student that was here for the year.  I asked him to talk about rejection and he starts telling a story about how he rejected a girl.  I wanted to strangle him- I'm doing a whole show about how desperate I am and he has the audacity to walk up while I'm talking about rejection and tell a story about how he has a girl that likes him.  After hearing this guy, I would like to hear the girls' side of the relationships.  How do girls feel when they get rejected and are guys as bad as girls about not being honest? 
I do respect that he was straight forward- 'she was 3 years older' than him.  That kind of bothered me.  This kid is already doing better than me with girls that are in marriage range.  That part kind of got me thinking.  He also said something about it not working out because she was Israeli and he is going back to America.  She said she thought that if it worked out, he might make Aliyah.  This was something that sounded stupid to him- what a dumb concept?!  His response was that he is going back to America.  I am sorry I didn't respond to this on stage… but you are a good kid and it sounds like you're thinking 'Why would I make Aliyah- I am Jewish, I belong in the Five Towns.'  This is Israel- If you have to make Aliyah because you fell in love, that is not a bad thing.  You may want to take the gift and tell your mom and dad that you will see them more in Israel, than if you were to go to college in the states, in a different city.  Everybody has got to make their decisions and I am sure that some of mine don't make sense.  Even so, the concept of staying in Israel is a Jewish idea, whether for a girl or the fact you don't want to work.  It may be a different kind of Judaism, but it is real and it is in your face. 
Another side note, which is why I probably didn't respond to the situation on stage is that his story sounds very similar to the story of a girl I asked out, who rejected me and said at the time she 'wasn't dating.'  A month later, I find out she has been dating this guy, for a month, who is younger.  If that is the case, I want you to know that dumping her was right.  When I am on stage and stuff like that starts seeping into my mind, I know I should respond to it right then and there.  However, I was laughing too much on the inside to approach it.  Next time, I will approach it. 
I am sorry to all audience members who were there and didn't get that full story- because that is the story that defines my single life.  I am confessing that I should have tallked with that youg man and educated him on Israel.  Someitmes I pass up moments and it eats me up- this blog will hopefully capture the moment for that student.  He deserves Aliyah counseling from HaOleh HaChadash.
Shavua Tov,
David    



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Monday, April 30, 2007

Yom HaAtzmaut/ Israel Independence Day- Daytime (Chidon HaTanach & Mangal)

Shalom Ya'll,
This Yom HaAtzmaut, I went to the Chidon HaTanach (the International Bible competition finals) for Jewish kids.  It is only for Jewish kids, because if you had American Christian kids in it, American Jews would look bad.  That is also why they do it in Hebrew.  We know our book better in the original- may not know what it means, but it sounds cool in the original.  It was real nice to see all these Jewish kids competing from around the globe.  The catch was that the Israeli kids did much better than the foreigners- the disparity was huge.  You had the Israeli kids with 50 pts., and the girl from Panama with 20pts. (I don't even know why she showed- so you won Panama?! Panama is not a hot bed for Jewish theological study- that is like being a great soccer player in the US).  Part of this comes from the fact that they are asking questions in Hebrew- of course she is going to lose.  Ask Panamanian history to Israeli kids & let's see how they do- in Panamanian.  Notice I don't know their language.  Also notice how I didn't mention ask American history, because an American kid couldn't handle that either.   
The excitement of the morning was when the winning kid did not want to win.  He felt his winning was unwarranted, because he had an answer wrong in the first round.  However, all the politicians on the panel dissuaded him and told him not to worry.  The kid wanted to win honestly, but the politicians were there to remind him that winning honestly is not important.  Ehud Olmert was there to console him as he handed the boy his trophy- 'Do not worry if you deserve it son.  You won.  How do you think Bush took Florida?  Did he cry?  How do you think I took Premiership?  People forget.  Here is my card- if you can handle this, you can join my coalition.' 
Nasi Navon was there and he said that we need to have a competition for grown-ups.  What we need in Jerusalem is more absent-minded grownups without jobs, with acne, arguing over Torah. 
I also passed by all the BBQ's (in Israel they are called a mangal and they are the size of a matchbox- they are tiny and hence very bothersome) on Yom HaAtzmaut day, at the park.  I passed by- yep, still looking for my wife.
Moms brought chairs, blankets, beds.  They move to the park for Yom HaAtzmaut.  'Turn the couch sideways- where's the other truck with the food- and where's the scooter with the mangal (Israeli size BBQ).'  They moved their whole living room for a picnic.  I saw one family who forgot their lawn chairs.  You can see how stupid they felt eating on a blanket, when everybody else had chairs and dining-room tables, chandeliers.
I love watching family on holidays.  Love to see the angry dads who have to spend one whole day with their kids.  They were excited about the concept, but they didn't think of the repercussions.  Kind of like being a substitute teacher for a day- how bad can they be?  Sometimes it is better for all when dad goes to work.  It seems like some dads will do anything to not deal with their own kin.  I saw some Ars (Israeli ghetto people) dads playing backgammon for money, in front of their kids.  It might have been education, but they started throwing the pieces at the children when they came close.  I am sure they were excited about the concept of being with the family for a day, but two hours after shipping the house to the park, dad starts to remember why he ordered cable TV.    - 'No, I want to go back to work, these little thingies move way too fast and talk way too much- no more hotdogs!'  They think they can get away from the family by manning the grill.  The kids don't want too listen, 'more requests- I've got a sharp long fork.'  Manning the grill is a cute concept too- Mom prepared and bought all the food, but dad does the public display of the meat burning (not cooking- it is a man thing to do).
I've got to go man some meat.
Happy Anniversary,
David   



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Sunday, February 04, 2007

Comedy, Comedians & the Audience

Shalom Ya'll,
Thank you for coming to the shows.  As a comedian, I feel that people have to know that from the many comedians I have spoken to, I have learned that no matter what somebody's intentions are behind the curtain, every comedian who gets up on stage has one goal- to make you laugh.  Be them a successful comedian or not, they want you to laugh and come out of the show happy.  Some comedians are not the greatest people and egos do get in the way, but when they are doing their thing on stage, I only have respect for them.
Thus I say to the audience, 'Take it easy on the guy' on stage.  When you walk out of a show it would be cool to get a two way thank you; one from the comedian and one from the crowd (even if it was not a great show- people are trying).  Unlike other forms of entertainment, when you get up in comedy and try a new piece, there is no telling what the audience will think- there is no mathematical gage.  Even more so, being that some of the best comedy rides a thin line with what might be considered offensive or true, there is a good chance that there might be something said that may come off offensive to somebody.  However, as opposed to getting mad at the person behind the comedy (who may have the greatest of intentions), approach the comedian, let them know.  As an audience member, you may have a chance to let the comedian know something she or he does not see.  Such as, how it may offend your culture; even if it is not on the list of taboos today.
You figured it out.  I had a mad customer the other evening.  It has to do with me as a comedian only trying to help people relax, have a good time, come out thinking about things in a new way.  In Jerusalem (I must put a big thank you in here to the local Jerusalem audience who I owe any success in my career to, who give me the chance to work out my new material and entertain them) I do many new shows and topical shows, so as to keep English comedy alive in Jerusalem.  I will add into this, as I take chances with new material on a weekly basis, I put my reputation (which may or may not be good) at risk every time I do new shows.  Even so, I hope people appreciate it and I do take feedback.  This is why it bothered me so much last night when somebody walked out of my show, angry at me for ?insinuating? (which I didn?t think I did) something in the middle of my show, and also putting down her culture (which is also part of mine).  As a comedian, I work with stereotypes.  My job is to have some kind of an understanding about what people think.  If I know the audience thinks something of a specific culture, part of the fun of comedy is to address that.  In many of my jokes I bring up differences and views of Eidot (different segments of the Jewish People).
She was offended at my poking fun at her Eida.  But my poking fun at all the other Eidot (even my most objectively offensive joke- about a people who I feel many countries treat very wrong; may I add, to make the point, the joke may come across to the non-thinkers as very offensive) didn't seem to bother her as much.  Aside from the way she may feel about her Eida, which I respect (and may I add, which I have never heard from others of her same Eida who have walked out of the shows extremely happy- who didn't let one joke that jibbed at them go so far as to tell them they are mad, even though the comedian is just up there having fun with the crowd and making some strong societal points indirectly thru jokes, which might take a little thinking and is something I should be thanked for, so now the people can view her Eida with respect, who may have been the culturists before & at the same time the truth is that she sees it in her culture and doesn?t want for that stereotype to exist- so thank me for being the one who approaches it and takes that chance- and obviously, it is a stereotype, which means that it is not everybody in the culture or even possibly anybody, which any idiot can even figure out, which somebody would have to be foolish and a racist to look at any individual from the culture not as a person), that is not fare to go to a comedy club and get offended at cultural critique from any side.  
That is what happens in comedy.  From the stage, things come out in the middle of a show that to some people mean something and others means something else.  This, in the end, could equal offending somebody.  But that is what truth can do- be the truth an actuality or a stereotype people have.  Either way, in comedy, we have to hit on a truth or something that is wrong.  Generally, the stereotype is wrong, and that is why you could try to show that it is wrong- that being the truth; other times, you play with it and you have fun with it and everybody in the audience knows it is a stereotype that you are playing with and not the real thing- that being the truth. 
I know about Israel and I also know about the cultural divides.  However, I am not one who believes they are good.  Even so, I know stereotypes and feel that it is one of the duties of a comedian to shatter them, or at least let everybody know that they exist and to a great extent wrong. 
I have no control over, how people respond or view the unwritten part of the joke, especially when they are sitting at the far end of the room.     
Maybe I should be a weak comedian who just does the cutesy jokes, but takes no real chances?
Anyway you see it, It is a joke?  If you are offended, look into yourself too- because maybe you should be.  Though, know that I am not offending.  I am just working based on your preconceptions. 
So have a good time- please.
Shavua Tov,
David



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Friday, February 02, 2007

Fecebook and an Internet Thought or Two

Shalom Ya'll
I feel like a looser.  I only have around 30 friends on Facebook.com.  Facebook is a website-network, where you can make friends by writing down somebody as your friend.  Then they have to confirm that you are friends; otherwise, they are mean.  I even get people befriending me that I have never met before- hence making them my friends.  How? I do not know.  Yet, they are my friends.  Just as Walleed in the Shuk (the open market), who called me his ?friend? and then tried to sell me a cloth that was not tailored, was my friend though I had no idea; so too, these random people have also turned into my friends.  I love it.  I have friends in Bombay, and though we?ve never met, I still give them a call whenever I need technical support.  I even have people who I can genuinely say ?I do not like? as friends, because on the internet they are nice people.  I like to type to them, but I do not like to talk to them, because they are jerks in person.  Even so, I have confirmed their friendship, and you know what, I am beginning to like them.  I could have rejected them as friends, but I am a nice guy.  How mean do you have to be to not confirm a friendship?  I have been rejected as a friend.  I have been on many dating sites and been rejected as a date (thought you might want to know), but to not be accepted as a friend with no commitments, I feel like a real looser.  They are scared I might email them too often.  Just Spam me and I won?t know.
The greatest aspect of befriending is that our friendship is defined by the hour, on the computer.  At 6:24pm today, Dani and I became friends- ?So it has been written, so it shall be done? (The Ten Commandments).  And I say to you Dani, my buddy, which isn?t even a Facebook thing (the ?Buddy? is a he-I relationship, beyond the barriers Facebook puts on a relationships), ?If you ever want to hang out, I am so up to surfing the internet with you.?  I will not even poke you, because I know you don?t like to be poked.  It hurts.  My closest childhood friend is now a friend of mine- 2:20pm, the 24th of December 2006.  Growing up, you never really knew if somebody was a friend.  You hoped it, but you weren?t sure.  ?Did he like me because my mom gave me potato chips and fruit roll-ups for snack??  With Facebook, these guys are carved into my friendship book, and you can view their pictures too. 
I remember when I used to see my friends in person.  It was a nuisance.  ?Let?s play today.?  You had to do stuff.  Try telling a kid, ?We?ll be friends, but I can?t play.?  They don?t understand.  I feel like I am sounding old, but I grew up with only two friends- though we used to talk (that is like having 400 Facebook friends).  Yet, we were still friends.  People used to see each other and that was how you developed relationships.  I meet girls on the internet.  ?Meet on the internet.?  How can you meet somebody when you don?t see them, in person?  We met on the internet and she wanted to develop our relationship thru MSN.  You don?t develop a relationship thru internet correspondence, you develop arthritis.  This is one degree away from the telephone.  I don?t even know how she sounds and she wants to get virtually married.  She wants 80 virtual kids to run around with their Facebook friends and make other virtual babies who finish off sentences with a smilee J Just in case friend ?A? can?t get a joke.  I think that is virtually impossible.    
Email advice.  Never put in that ?out of office reply.?  Who works in an office nowadays?  Everybody knows you just don?t want to work.  It?s the same people who have been out of their office for the past year and a half and I am beginning to think they just don?t want to check their email anymore.  Some of you probably don?t even have offices.  People check their emails at home.  So I say, hone up to it and send me a ?David your forwards are annoying reply.?  I get the same thing on Dosidate.  I ask a girl if she wants to go on Shlichut.  I get the automatic reply.  She writes me back- ?I do not think it will work between us, but good luck with your future search.?  The computer is rejecting me.  Firstly, you are leaving me with hope.  ?Don?t think it will work?- so there is a chance.  Secondly, ?I don?t think it will work between us either, but do you like the idea of Shlichut, and do you want to do it with me, after we get married??  Respond to the questions at hand.
Shabbat Shalom,
David



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Friday, December 22, 2006

Dreidels, Chanukiahs and Sufganiot

Shalom Ya?ll & Happy Hanukah, 
 
There are many beautiful Chanukah traditions, such as lighting the Chanukiah, eating fried foods, dreidel.  The Christians brought gifts and charity to the holiday season- wupty-doo!  We gave the holiday season gambling.  I like to celebrate Chanukah by visiting my closest OTB (Off Track Betting- I find it important to translate acronyms).  Tradition is that the Jewish kids played dreidel when the Greeks came around so that they wouldn?t catch the Jews learning Torah, which is the same game I played in Yeshiva.  This lesson of Chanukah is extremely important; hence, on most evenings, you will find me at a poker table.  If I were to spend time in the Beit Midrash (where groups of people go to learn Torah) the cover would be blown and I might have learned something.  This tradition of slacking also worked as the business model for the underground casino movement, which is an important sect of Judaism.  There is much good when it comes to dreidel, though I do not fancy playing for chocolate.  If you are talented enough, you should play for money.  I never got excited for Chanukah gelt because I knew it was chocolate.  Instead of spending $5 on a chocolate coins, give me a Hershey?s and $4.  I gave my nephews 10 nis .  That?s what I love about Israel- ?So much less seems like so much more? (that was deserving of quotations). 
 
There are many different types of Chanukiahs nowadays, and it?s nice to be able to express yourself artistically through a Jewish artifact, so you drip wax on it.  Thought I would beautify the holiday, so I bought the Jerusalem Stone Chanukiah.  The cost was 200 nis .  When I was leaving the shuk, it felt weird to look out at a bunch of mountains made out of Jerusalem Stone, in Jerusalem, where I live, where Jerusalem stone is free, if you take it at night.  I find myself getting ripped off a lot in Israel .   They were selling an artsy Chnaukiah which doubles as a dreidel.  This is where art and practicality do not mix.  I bought my nephew the Chanukiah-dreidel, and he now first degree burns all over his right arm.  This is because he never learned the law that you are not allowed to benefit from the Chanukah candles while they are lit.  Apparently they don?t teach that in nursery school.  Yet the artist was a religious Jew who knows his halachot (laws), and figured it would be great to be able to go on vacation and sneak a Chanukiah onto the plane.  
 
Based on the last five sufganiot (fried doughnuts eaten on Chanukah, that can never taste as good as Dunkin Donuts or Crispy Cream) I have eaten, Israel is suffering a jelly shortage.  The Jordan is not carrying its due jelly towards the shuk of Jerusalem .
They were selling the sufganiot in the shuk, a month before the holiday.  Does anybody have that much of a craving for this fried pastry- that they can?t wait till Chanukah?  People don?t even eat them on Chanukah.  They buy boxes of 50 at a time, because you can?t just buy one (kind of like toilet paper here) and then they wonder why nobody at the party ate a sufganiah.  ?There are 20 that were bitten into, but none eaten.  Anybody want to take them home?  ?We didn?t eat them at the party- how ?bout last year?s hamentashen, I still have leftovers.?  There is a reason these most excellent pastries are only sold because of tradition.  I have never met somebody who ate a full one.  There are so many leftovers, which is good reason for a modern art exhibit at the Israel museum (don?t take a date there who likes art- because then you can?t make fun of it).  There must be mountains of these guys thrown out everyday- and people are worried about recycling bottles.  People want the jelly.  I say, buy a jar of 778 at the grocery and enjoy your Chanukah.  If eating fried foods is so important then get an ars (Israeli punk) to stick his head in the jelly and you will have all the grease you need (that is my frustration and a real Israeli tradition).  ?It?s the calories,? is the excuse everybody uses.  I have seen Jerusalemites eat & calories are not a worry here.  ?I can?t eat the sufganiah, I?ll get fat- the chocolate mouse that tastes good id fine.?  They have jelly in jars here.  It can?t be that hard to inject it into a round pastry- we have enough teenagers in Jerusalem who know how to inject stuff.  
It?s kind of like the Christmas songs played from December 26th in the US and 93.6 FM in the Middle East , for the 364 day count down to next year?s holiday season.  It is annoying and I hate the Jews for it- because we wrote most of the songs.  
 
Why do we even celebrate 8 days of Chanukah?!  It takes one to get a stomach ache or shilshul (read this whichever way makes you feel comfortable and move on).  This holds true for Pesach, and I have to go- to sleep.
 
Chanukah Sameach, Chodesh Tov & Shabbat Shalom,
David   


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Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Thoughts About Yom Kippur & Sukkot

Shalom Ya'll,
It was Yom Kippur, again.  I have to say, I didn?t even think about food the whole time.  The only thing that got me was the non-Jewish family walking down the steps to the Kotel, each of them with a corn in their hand- buttered up, not even kosher.  That is how I know they are enemies.  They know how to get a Jew when he is weak.  They knew we were fasting.  If the Arabs want to play like that, bring it on.  We?ll see who makes better chummus.  The Yom Kippur War was not fought to see people enjoying food on Yom Kippur. 
In almost every city in Israel, the most beautiful sight is seeing all the Jews walking down the streets on Yom Kippur.  Kids playing with their friends, neighbors meeting each other for the first time since va?ad bayit (building payments) was collected.
I am amazed at the amount of bike riders on Yom Kippur in Jerusalem.  Where did they get their strength on a fast day to ride all over the city? I couldn?t observe Yom Kippur properly this year, my chain fell off the bike.  I feel like such a looser every Yom Kippur.  I am riding a Wayoming bicycle, which is way not cool.  They even misspelled the name of the city.  I feel bad for the parents who have to get their kids a new bike every Yom Kippur till the kid reaches 14.  It seems to be a waste of money.  The kids only use them on Yom Kippur.  The tradition is to ride your bike on Yom Kippur; there are no cars, so the little kids ride their bikes.  You never see the kids riding their bikes to school here.  The reason is the bikes get stolen.  Bikes have a chain life of half a day in Israel.  The miracle of Yom Kippur is that the bikes last a whole day.  The worst is when you go to buy a bike the following Yom Kippur and you show up to the bike shop and your bike is sitting right there with new training wheels.  Not one kid was wearing a helmet.  They are religious- ?If I die, it?s in the books.  Might as well be today.?  I saw one person wearing a helmet- it was a 60 year old man riding his bike.  He was riding sweating, going long distance- ?They won?t let me take the car, got to bike it to Tel Aviv.?      
Walking down the streets on Yom Kippur, you see a lot of people finding ways to break the commandments of the holiday.  They won?t drive a car, but they find creative ways to share in the desecration (that is how we refer to it in my house).  One kid was sitting on the curb sowing.  I found a group of underage kids drinking, soda.  The one thing I saw that is still stuck in my head is this little girl pushing a carriage.  There was a doll inside.  Doesn?t she know the doll is not real.  Can somebody tell her she is pointlessly pushing a little cart down the street.  That isn?t cool.  They must make fun of the little girl in nursery school- ?She thinks that is a real baby- I?ve got a Cabbage Patch Kid.?  If she wants to learn to be a mom, teach her to yell at her doll.
There is nothing more enjoyable about Yom Kippur than watching the non-frum (non-observant) Jews showing up to shule.  In America, it is a joy to see the bikers showing up with their leather Tallis.  In Israel, the same is true on the streets.  I saw this group of Russian gang members walking down the street with their kippot (head coverings).  They looked even scarier with their kippot- than without them.  They had kippot hanging off their heads (not on them).  They got it all wrong, trying to wear the kippa with style.  One guy was wearing a kippa chain- gold plated knit yarmulke.  Park their bikes in the ark/Aron Kodesh.
I think we have to embrace the objective of the holiday better.  If I am not mistaken, Yom Kippur, like Tu B?Av, is supposed to be a holiday where the guys meet their wives.  I say to stop with the prayers and start with the conversations.  I feel bad, I look forward to Yizzkur.  It is the only time during the day I can mingle with the single women.
Now the big question on the streets is ?Did you fast??  One day on the religious thing and everybody?s worried I?m putting on weight.  Got people judging me- ?If you fasted, you wouldn?t be that fat.?
Then Sukkot came in right away- no warning.  Got to build the Sukkah (the ritual booth that we ?live in? for 7 days, to commemorate the fact that Jews are bad at construction- granted we are excellent at contracting and architecture/telling people what to do- but we can?t safely place a brick on another without dad screaming at me).  It is not that we are commanded to build a temporary dwelling out of wood, canvas or my bed sheets- that is just the best we can do.  We don?t have the ability to build a dwelling that lasts longer than 7 days- without rain.  If it starts to drizzle outside- right back inside, with the slanted roof and gutters.   The most exciting thing that happened last Sukkot- My dad figured out how to put together the pre-fab table.  ?I?ve got it- you flick the legs out David.?  That is the extent of Jewish construction- with the help of a manual we can put together existing objects.  Every year, a fight breaks out because nobody figured out that we should?ve marked the planks last year.  ?The wood plank that is 4x16 goes there, not that wood plank which is 4x16- I told you to put the 4x16 plank over here.?  ?I did that.?  ?But you didn?t do what I said.?  ?I did what you said.?  ?You know what I meant.?  ?I don?t know what you meant.?  ?The ?A? plank is part of the ?E? wall which is? you kids are impossible.?  ?Why didn?t we just get a canvas sukkah??
The one thing I don?t miss about Sukkot in America- ?Its 15 below, lets eat outside.?
Most Excellent Year,
David



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Thursday, September 14, 2006

Israeli Hippies & Sports

Shalom Ya'll,
I appreciate hippies who are lazy.  Don't shower unless you have to leave the home.  However, there is a utilitarian mode that the Israeli modern day hippies have adopted; such as, using the drugs for medication or baking substitutes.  I respect all that The Green Leaf (translation) party does for our community.  The problem is there is no cause the 'hippies' of Israel can agree on and hence a party for legalizing marijuana.  The Israeli hippies do have a creative way with cloth.  The hippies over here have this ability to turn anything into a pair of clothes.  You watch them walking around- ?Drape, that?s a shirt?Table cloth, using it tonight...Tie a string to that book, I?ve got platform shoes?No, I?ll go barefoot.?  Next time I start thinking 'I want to get rid of that bed,' I'm going to remember, some dude might need a winter coat (I've got to think of something more creative).  
Israel is thinking of starting a professional baseball league in Israel- the IBL.  I think it is great that we are going to be hosting the first ever professional whiffed-ball league.  ?Look at the sting on that pitch- 5mph?  Just got hit by the ball, in the face- Shloymi, the star third-baseman, has got to be rethinking plastic surgery.  The Jews would not be playing pitcher.  Forget Sandy Koufax, we?ve got Palestinians (I said it- I want to see the response to this line.  It is a good wholesome joke).  You know they?re just waiting for their chance.  They?ll be pitching from on top of buildings.  They?re going to be walking the side- Going to have to legalize hitting the batter. 
Baseball is one sport we can live without here.  Firstly, teach the Israelis how to play football.  I went to a game and not one guy was wearing a helmet.  Basketball is a joke.  I heard the name Billy Thompson (mispronounced)- the guy played for the Lakers with Kareem Abdul Jabar.  The guy was being pushed in a wheel chair.  The IBA is an NBA old age home.  ?Billy! Shoot the foul shot underhand, don?t want you to sprain your lower back.  Wait for the paramedic & then shoot.?  The guy is 60 years old, 3 inches shorter than he used to be, yet he is still the tallest guy on the team.  
Jews should just stick to sports we?re good at- the World Series of Poker.  My friend?s brother was in it.  Who says Jews can?t play sports?  That is an international game.  People competing from all over the world- China, Mexico, the Arizona State Prison.  It is the only sport where the nicknames are real.  Hal ?the Ax Murderer? Spodic, Jim ?Crux?- these are credentials.  Sam ?the Serial Killer? Sharrard.  You should?ve just told me you wanted to win.  I love the commentator- ?Look at that move, the quick we reflexes on the slap down of the shades, he just through down those sun glasses- finesse, its not just a shampoo, but we do want to thank them for sponsoring tonight?s performance- and Hal folds his switchblade? Now, we have Hal- Hal, how did you become the greatest poker player known to man??  ?Mom?s pension.  I used to think, eat & sleep poker chips- but kids, don?t try it at home.  Want to be the best, learn from the man- skip school.  Your class is the middle stall in the boy?s bathroom.?
So, these are a couple of thoughts at 3am.
Layla Tov,
David
 



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Monday, August 21, 2006

More on Terror & The War- I just want to be able to fly!

Shalom Ya'll,
Thanks to terrorists, you can fly without a bag, just clothes.  Thanks to the British Airways ordeal, you can travel with liquid, but you have to drink it.  I am not going to drink my contact solution.  I came up with a business concept: I am going to sell sample size toothpaste at the arrival terminals.  The one thing people want to do after a flight when seeing their long lost loved ones, or a cute person at baggage claim, is brush their teeth.  The best part about the business is that I get the product for free.  It is sample size toothpaste.
Security check is going to get worse.  As if they are not racial profiling the guy with the kippah already?  ?Sir, we always check 15a.  They lean the seat back during takeoff- that is a liability.?  It is such a violation of my privacy.  Random guy who has no idea what a nail clipper looks like, opens up my bag, ?He got this shirt at Sears.?
You can?t even pack your own bags to get on the plane.  You?ve heard it, ?Have you packed your bags?  Were bags with you at all times since you packed?...Security! We have an Israeli, he?s a middle eastern man- packed his own bags- He?s got Pringles- might crunch it.? 
I was on the connecting flight through Switzerland, back to Israel.  It was the scariest flight I have ever been on.  You know everybody is flying to the Middle East, but not flying to Israel.  You are sharing the flight with Saddam?s brother?s family and 12 wives.  They went in for an evening of the trial, and now they are taking up half the coach; a lot of tension on the flight.  Everybody has an Israeli accent, but only a couple of people speak Hebrew.  This was the first time I have ever been thankful for security check.  In America I am not scared; Iraqi, French, Israeli Egyptian- in America everybody is the same, ?We just want a good movie.?  But you know, on the flight back to their native land, they begin to remember what they learned in grade school- not love for the Jews.  The reason for the change in feeling is because the movie selection on the plane is sub-par/ quite bad.  Want to end terrorism, show better movies on the flight.  Show Gladiator, True Lies, Annie (I cried).  The last flight I was on, I was watching ?The Ice Princess? and ?Pokemon.?  After 12 hours of that entertainment, I feel like blowing up the plane.    
Hafsakat Aish- I am more scared of a cease fire than war.  In a cease fire, one side can still shoot.
?A cease fire in 4 days?- GOOD PLAN.  If you can?t start a cease fire when we are talking about it, there is no cease fire.  ?I will try to kill you a few more times and then we?ll be friends, but first let me throw a few more rockets, it is fun.?  Who agrees to this stuff?  The cease fire isn?t even with Hizballah (which is as well known as any religion- spell check picked up on the error).  You can?t even talk to them, how can you have a peace agreement?  Terrorists don?t converse, they communicate through VHS.  They are using technology that dates back to the ?70?s.  The last Osama video was in BETA.  I am convinced that all will be much safer with Hizballah now that we have a cease fire with Morocco.  ?Morocco provides you with matbucha, Turksh Salad; if it wasn?t for Morocco, you would be dunking our challah in salt??  You are missing the point. 
Cease fire is like a timeout (base in freeze-tag).  It is not even a peace agreement for some of the groups.  The Palestinians wanted to suspend attacks from Gaza.  Till when?  ?Till we figure out how to attack you.?  Give the people jobs and get over it: Jews live in Israel.  That is not funny, but it makes me sound like a man with a purpose, somebody important.             
?Maybe Olmert has another thing up his sleeve.?  That is the argument.  I think that is kind of weak.  That is like saying ?Don?t judge him, he lost the game on purpose- that?s his strategy- to lose.?  I don?t care if he is right or wrong, somebody owes an explanation.  My friend working for the Israeli Embassy, in the Knesset, gave me a short explanation.    The Israeli Embassy in the Knesset is the group that supports the State of Israel in the
Knesset (that sounds funny to me and the whole concept is a joke).  He explained that he supports the government.
Truth is that I just want to witness happy people, living safe, caring for one another and loving a wife.    
Israelis deal great with war.  The problem is when they have to take a message.  When it comes to easy, simple things, they go haywire.  The makolet guy cannot handle me shopping by him, because I give him business.  All I want is milk- ?What you want milk, how about I go to heaven and milk the moon, what else do you want I go?? ?No, just some eggs.?  Secretaries here can?t even take a message.  She tells me to ?call back later.?  I was waiting on the phone to get through to the ministry of tourism for half an hour & she is telling me to ?call back later.?  Maybe I should wait on the line till he shows up tomorrow.  Take a message, YOU ARE A SECRETARY.  Secretaries take messages & people call back.  Are you that important that I have to call you back?  It is your turn to call me.  I even got a call from an Israeli telling me, ?Somebody is on the other line, call me back in 10 minutes.? What?!  But when it comes time for war, ?They?re just shooting missiles, its nothing.?
There is a time for war and there is a time for peace- there is always time to complain.
Lehitraot v'Tehiyu Bari,
David



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Monday, August 07, 2006

Visiting the North, North Visitors & Tisha B'Av

 
Shalom Ya'll,
I don't know what a war is- I have never been in combat, other than skirmish & I stink at that.  If you can't last in paintball, stay away from battle.  I do know that when I hear a big boom, I get scared and fall to the ground.    
I just went up North to Nahariya today (thought it would be fun to risk our lives- that is generally what makes for a fun Israelis vacation- visiting Hebron, The North, Shopping) with a shipment of food & The Young Israel bus, including a magician and a musician that had the northerners rocking, old school style.  I did some comedy & it was most well received by the second retirement home (whatever they are calling it nowadays- most of them retired 30-40 years ago- 'still retired home') we hit.  When we asked the people in the retirement home why 'none of you are in any kind of bomb shelters,' the response was 'None of us are going to die young.'  I tried entertaining seven year olds, but they like balloons more than jokes.  
It felt good to finally volunteer.  As a comedian, I have been searching for ways to volunteer and nobody wanted me; my show is that bad, they won't even take me for free.  Now I feel like I did something positive as an Israeli, for my people.  Truth is that the real test would have been if we stayed in one of the bomb shelters over night.  Some of those places smell real bad.  Sticking 80 people in a teeny room and an airplane size bathroom right in the middle of it- & we are talking about middle-easterners, who are not supporters of the deodorant industry.
Many of them spent time in Jerusalem, as refugees, in The Renaissance hotel; I knew they were using the Renaissance for something.  Always wondered why the built the hotel on the other side of the city.  They were telling me that it gets real painful after a few days of vacationing.  You leave your home behind & then some of the really brave people who stay up north, end up breaking in & robbing you.  The cops aren't big fans of staying near bombs.
Jerusalem is starting to look good.  Jerusalem is the safe place right now!  People from the North would be happy to get an apartment in Hebron.  I was making this clear to all the people we visited.  We did a bit of shtick for a group of new Ethiopians immigrants in Nahariya.  They just moved hear a month ago.  Two days after arrival there are bombs.  'Israel has the better life,' they were told.
I respect the Israelis who have done the army.  I couldn't do that.  I am 29 years old & chubby- they don't want me.  My service would consist of paying the waitresses tip.  'David- there is a lot of food in Gaza- we need you.'  'Whatever I can do for my country!'  If I did the army, I would be doing shlav bet (what older people do, so that they can still serve as guards and Israelis who have the right to complain, because 'they did the army').  I would show up the first day with my doctor?s note- 'Sorry, can't do push-ups...waking me up this morning was not right- look at the note, line three...yes my brother is a doctor.'
I was listening to a radio show and this military guy was being interviewed from the north.  I heard shooting in the background.  Do these people ever put down their cell phones?  'Wait Inbar, don't shoot yet- I have a phone call.. its Arutz 2...very important, we are helping with the ratings...but don't shoot me yet.'
There is a war up north and my mother is worried I am going to take a bus in Jerusalem.
Much of the news about the casualties and hardships is painful.  Nobody knows how to deal with it.  Even so, there are many groups and individuals working to make life better for the people of the north & the soldiers, whom we all respect & pray for daily.
Last Shabbat, we hosted these three guys from Haifa.  They came in for a singles Shabbaton (weekend retreat at my house).  We felt 'cool,' like children, to be hosting real Israelis.  Mizrachi guys in our house, with hair gelled spikes & tight pants- awesome!  We learned real quickly that they host themselves and get real mad when you don't have coffee.  This was the first time that we actually felt like equals; having conversations with them and making fun of their situation.  One of the guys took a liking to me.  He thought what I said was funny & then started treating me like a pet- 'How cute, did you hear him say shalom, he sounds like an idiot, how cute- can't believe he moved to Israel.  He knows how to play sheshbesh (backgammon), he's like a toy, how cute.'  I received 'Achi' (my brother- what Israelis call each other) status.  This basically means that he wanted to sell me something after Shabbat.  It was a very nice Shabbat & one of the guys also had a pretty sister, who I have to call tomorrow. 
On Tisha B'Av I joined the walk around the Old City of Jerusalem.  I felt bad on the Jewish day of morning in the middle of a war, because I was thinking about the girls that were around & how it is not permitted to exchange greetings.  Truth is, if I only greeted and she didn't, that would mean that greetings were not exchanged.  As a single person, it is my religious duty to find my soul mate.  This Tisha B'Av, I think I found three soul mates- I never got their names.  It was a very meaningful walk & it was my third year doing it.   The walk around the Old City is organized by Women in Green.  I must say that Mrs. Matar is a very powerful speaker.  I don't remember what she said, I just remember going 'Yah...right...get 'em...' 
I feel like I took off a couple of pounds.  I started my diet on Tisha B'Av, after a falafel in a lafa.  I ended my diet when the fast was over- I was hungry.  I've got nothing else to say.
Lehitraot & Be Healthy,
David  



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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Sleep at Night

Shalom Ya'll,
I am tired.  I have been on the American sleep schedule since my Aliyah.  I have come to the realization that after two and a half years, it is not jetlag.  It is a sickness.  It might also be translated as the reason I don't have a job.  They're not looking for people to fill the 2am shift.  That isn't a good time for shoe sales.  It is hard to pull money from the cash machine when you are asleep.  The boss doesn't like to hear- 'I worked from 9 till 5am; you said it was a 9-5 job!'  I would still love to blame it on the trip- 'That Aliyah has been keeping me down.'  It is two and a half years that I have been living in Israel.  That is a long enough time to readjust your sleeping pattern or get a job as a bouncer.
The dates have been cute lately.  Nothing happening, but cute.  Cute in the ?How cute, David is trying so hard to meet a girl,? cute-cute.  I did get blamed for yawning on one of them.  'How could you yawn?'  Yawning is an involuntary action, & 'a natural reaction to your boring statements.'  She didn't appreciate that.  She then says, 'Yawning is the same as looking down at your watch'- which I also did.  It was a 6pm date & I do not like going out in the morning.
I went to a singles Shabbaton (social convention on Shabbat- where do to lack of electricity, entertainment such as rap is executed without a microphone) last Shabbat- it was so great & so much fun that nobody wants to get married.  Everybody wants another Shabbaton. 
I went to a concert last night and realized that I am not 15 anymore.  So I bought this little kid a beer.  I felt so out of place at the concert, wearing clothes.  It was a good religious concert with a Jewish band and then an Arab band.  They didn?t play together; but could you imagine Jews and Arabs playing together, even if just for one song, how bad the music would sound.  I am just happy that the show was late at night.  It is so cool how people are up during my hours and not one of the people hanging out was working.  I learned a valuable lesson- before 7pm people earn money, after 7pm they spend it, and if they don't work before 7pm they end up crashing by my place, asking for me for money and stealing my food.       
Only loving from this side of the Sea,
David 
 


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Tuesday, July 04, 2006

The World Cup in Israel- and random words

Shalom Ya'll,
I just want to tell the Israelis, 'You didn't make it.  Who are you rooting for?  The countries in it hate you.  The only country that doesn't hate you is America- and they stink- & their soccer players hate you.'  I have no idea who they are rooting for.  It seems like they are rooting for 'goal.'  That is what they scream when they get excited.  I don't think they care who scores, they are just excited to see something happen.  It is soccer (I am Native American) and apparently, there is not much happening during these games- that is why the fans drink a lot.
I want to regain my right as a human being to walk down the street and not get screamed at.  Every outdoor cafe is showing the Mandial (World Cup), and there is a civil law in Jerusalem that when a Mandial game is happening, all offices are closed & you can not walk- due to screen interference.  The only reason I can come up with for the Israelis' love for the Mandial is that they like watching television on plasma.  Before the Mandial, there was but one plasma TV in Jerusalem, and now every store owns one.  Even the Bed Bath & Beyond is showing the Mandial on off hours, on plasma.  There is a magic appearance of plasmas for the Mandial.  After it is over, I guess the plasmas will disappear.  Which is why I am convinced that they will be showing reruns of the Mandial.
I visited America two months ago, thinking that I would skip the Mandial.  In America nobody watches the Mandial- because Americans don't watch sports we stink at- which is why North Americans don't watch basketball.
Tell the Argentineans 'you are living in Israel.'  Why are they running around with Argentinean flags on their chest?  'Go Argentina! We fled Argentina! Ran away from Argentina!'  Root for the Israeli team- Ghana.  The Ghana team beats America & their player runs around with an Israeli flag.  There is too much misplaced patriotism.
With all of that said, I need to get married- & I am not looking for a guy from the British soccer team.  Life is getting way too boring.  I need a wife, maybe a kid or a dog.  A dog might be a better idea; they seem to hold their cuteness for longer.  I think people like dogs more than kids.  Truth is, I have no problem with dogs going to the bathroom- I just go for walks in the park. 
Lehitraot,
David          



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Sunday, June 25, 2006

Is 29 old?

Shalom Ya'll,
I just turned 29.  That is a scarry age.  When I turned 20, that was also scarry.  When I turned 6, that was also scarry.  At least now, I don't have to worry about tests on addition or subtraction- I was very slow when it came to counting popsicle sticks.  I remember when I used to look up to 29 year olds- they were cool, men with jobs, married.  Now I am that!  29 year olds are me- balding, men with no jobs, living in the Katamon area of Jerusalem- which means still single. 
I have accepted the fact that I am aging.  You won't see me running around in a pair of speedos, and I don't shop at FOX (in Israel).  When I cut my hair, it doesn't grow back.  I was looking in the bathroom mirror and saw the guys on the side of my head growing back in, but the top strands were not moving.  I am rooting (that is a pun) for the hairs on top, 'C'mon, catch up, I know you could do it- I still love you- even if you've given up on yourself, I haven't.'  I thought the top hairs need love, but as of now, I am beginning to think they need a weave.  I saw a video of myself & noticed that I was starting to get the 'u' shaped head-hair.  There is no worse sign of aging than the 'u' shaped hair.  That is not a style.  Nobody goes to the barber, 'I want the Crusty the Clown look, that is what the women like.'  Hence, I have bagun shaving my head.  I don't want to look like an idiot & I have accepted the balding, so the hair is gone.  I don't miss it- it is not as if hair has helped me the first 29 years- I am still single.  
People think the recession was in the 1920's- No, it is happening right now, and it is on my head. 
I am happy to be 29.  I have made it this long and I am looking forward to catching up to my parents.  I am starting to look like a parent.  I need some kids soon.  By the time I'm 45 I am going to need somebody to turn on the TV and mow the lawn, for free.
I got calls this year.  That is all I want on my birthday.  I don't need gifts, all I need is acknowledgement of my existance (especially when I live half way around the world from those who love me- because they have to).  I want some credit for lasting this long.  'Twenty Nine'- I never thought of being so old.  I don't even need an ID anymore- I just bend down and flash the bald spot- 'Let him in, he needs to find a wife before it's all gone.'   
The conclusion- If you are older than me, you are old.  Be happy with what you have accomplished and try to replicate fast.    
Happy Birthday,
David



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Thursday, April 20, 2006

I finally wrote something

Shalom Ya'll,
I haven't written in a while; which means that I have been working too much, have a girlfriend, or I am very lazy.  I don't think it has much to do with my new video membership at 'The Third Ear.' 
Pesach was an eventful holiday, for the Sephardic people who are allowed to eat in Israel.  The seder was quite fun.  It was my first time at a seder in three years where I was able to share my point of view in a comfortable family setting; which means that I said some stupid stuff & had those people around who loved me enough to tell me I am an idiot- I love family.  The food is not moms, my laptop computer is not a desktop, and the cafe would like for me to free up this seat for a customer who will eat something.  I didn't have the TempTee cream cheese to spread on the matzah, but I used some of the 'Freedom' cream cheese & it was nice to have my sister around.  It is my turn to educate our next generation.  It was not my idea, but my nephews & nieces look up to me as Uncle 'D.'  Hence, I owe it to those budding minds to lie & make up things to explain stuff I haven't figured out myself- in some way, I must act as a parent.
The Pesach performances were a huge success.  Same with the last season of performances.  From the bottom of my heart, as a man who needs a lot of help to make it in this country [as an immigrant in the land of Israel, I am disabled.  I cannot go shopping without feeling like I got ripped off.  I need the help of a Middle Easterner who doesn't speak Hebrew in sentence form with correct conjugation- an Israeli.  No matter what I buy, I feel like I am getting ripped off.  The carpet guy starts at 120 shekel a square meter,  I get him down to 50 shekel & I still got ripped off.  How does it work that somebody can hike up the price over 100% & sell the item with a smile?  I waited two days for the Jerusalem stone I ordered.  It didn't come.  I waited a total of 12 hours because the delivery guy kept on telling me he will be over in a couple more minutes, he works for the cable company & he had a 200 shekel down payment from me.  I scratched up a rental car & got in a fight with a different rental car company.  The conclusion is that I shouldn't shop- it is me], I want to express my love and gratitude to all of the giving & loving English understanders & their Hebrew counterparts who have supported the continuous growth of comedy in Jerusalem.  With your help I have been able to turn into a real comedian, and Off The Wall has turned into a real Empire, B"H.  As I write this sentimental bit the only thing that is on my mind is what movie to rent tonight.
I hope ya'll enjoy the Omer.
Shabbat Shalom,
David



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Thursday, February 16, 2006

Protesting Metric System on Tu B'shvat- It is a Cause

Shalom Ya'll,
I am up at 3am.  I am still on the American schedule.  It isn't jet lag, it is me.  That is what you begin to realize after 2 years of jet lag.  I have accepted & decided to embrace the 3am hour & work.  People say the early bird catches the worm- that is only if there isn't another bird who was awake all night.  I have also accepted my 38 waist size- it has been there for years.  I have days where the pants are loose , though I know that I am going to run into Shabbat.  If it wasn't for Shabbat, I might be a size 30 [these are American sizes- I can't figure out the metric system- 100cm 's to a meter makes too much sense, & I would feel like I wasted years in math & gym class learning the distance of a mile & then running it, when a kilometer is 3/5 of that (it wasn't easy to figure that out- I hope I used the correct equation- you see, I wasted years in math).  I ran the Tiberias Marathon & I have first hand experience saying 'I ran 30 kilometers, took a breather & hitched a ride for the last 12.'   Which is much  more fulfilling than saying, 'I ran 19.2 miles & hitched the rest'- hitched a ride sounds much cooler & to say 19 verses 30?!  If I knew it was 42 kilometers, I would have never done it, but 26 miles sounds easy.  I have to deal with the Tiberias marathon on stage.  I haven't approached it yet, because I still have the injury and it was humiliating getting passed by a 90 year old & then squeezing through the finish line sideways because they were taking down the finish line & the truck was blocking the entrance- Wow, what an accomplishment.  I had to chase down the medal guy and ask him to pop his trunk open to get my medal.  I don't think it is fair that they take down the finish line after the first wave of people who finish by sunrise the next morning.  Just because I am coming in at the 7 hour spot doesn't mean that I don't deserve a finish line, people to say congratulations, maybe CPR.  The 7 hour people are the warriors.  They didn't give up, even with the seasonal change.  I also don't think electric wheelchairs should be competing.  Point being: just as they write signs with English translation, they should translate the liters at the gas station, especially when the liter prices are the same as a gallon.  It can be very confusing when you start reaching 40 liters, 220 shekel & your tank is still not full.  Truth is I can't even afford to park in this country; we just got a ticket because we parked near the shuk- that is reason enough- there was no sign, but when the police say something, that is the law].  However, Shabbat is always there to remind me, 'No matter how hard you try, the 38 is coming back.  I am my extra Shabbat soul.  
I went to the rally last Sunday, I am glad to say I got out of my house.  I didn't realize how fun a rally could be.  I am a fan of protesting- that's it- every Friday where King George meets Keren Hayesod, center of Jerusalem, its sign holding time baby.  I want to start a militant liberal movement, to get across the lessons of pacifism through violence.  Anybody interested please contact david@israelcomedy.com.  I just need to find a way to do more arts-n-crafts, and making signs seems to be the most fun.  Truth is that i was walking down Ben Yehudah on my way to Big Apple Pizza, all the sudden I am part of this  rally.  You can't eat pizza anymore without making your political views known- 'Mozzarella is not a political statement, but I do believe Italy has helped the world of cuisine.'  If I may make my views known- It is time that restaurants picked up on the soup-nut/crouton fad the world has had since my birth.  That is how long my mom has been throwing them in the soup.  I would love to see just one restaurant pick up on this Friday night activity in every Jewish soup.
What I learned was that there are too many political parties in Israel.  Problem being, every party leader and his brother has got to talk.  I am quite sure that after Efi & R' Alon, Olmert was waiting to speak.  Politicians just got to say stuff.  The speeches did not stop.  I am sure some of them had something to say, but 5 other guys then repeated the same thing.  That was my lesson in politics- speak & then get the people to clap by raising your voice.  Say what ever you've got to, but get the clap.  It is not a cause uness you get the applause.  I was constantly clapping, no idea what they were saying, just clapping.  'Lets eat pizza'- sounds good to me.  You end it with that rally voice, I am clapping 'Pizza sounds great & tell that to the Prime Minister- pizza in every Israeli home- that is the platform.'
I do have to say that seeing police beat up children is quite disturbing.  I have never understood politics, but as a substitute teacher I do appreciate that it is legal to lay the smack down on little kids in Israel.  It used to just be the ruler, but with iron and metal there will be an end to spit-balls once & for all.
Tu B'shvat- we planted a tree- it sounded like the thing to do.  I hope it helps with the water situation in Israel.  If they still have problems after today's rainfall they are just not irrigating right- my jacket caught a weeks worth of Mai Eden.  It felt good to finally become one with the land & then take a long afternoon nap.  I still don't get the Tu B'shvat Seder thing.  Everybody complains about it on Pesach & there is no meal at the Tu B'shvat Seder.  Nor is Naomi Shemer (i hope that is the name- i went to ulpan) mentioned anywhere in the Bible.  If shilshul is a mitzvah, consider it fulfilled.  That was just a joke. 
That is what comes out @ 4am.  If I wrote anything stupid or offensive
Lehitraot, Good Times & Good Night,
David
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Thursday, December 29, 2005

Hanukah Food & Wedding Pressure

 
Shalom Ya'll,
Happy Hanukah- They still haven't added jelly to my sufganiah (a donught like substance, but not even close. Like a slushy is a slurpee like substance, but not even close).  We have been complaining for years.  But no, you've got to bring your own 778.  Open up the thing and you get that little bit of jelly that lasted 8 bites.  Spread that tiny bit all over the thing to bring taste to the canola oil.  Olive oil? Too expensive.
I went to my cousin?s wedding- last week.  It was in Tzofim- Mitnacheling baby.  I felt like a warrior, escorting the general on his mission- & I was with khaki pants.  Had the pants and the shirt, sandals & white sox.  However, I had no idea the pants were supposed to be black.  I went to an Israeli wedding underdressed!  I was trying to fit in & they could spot me from a mile a way (that's more than a km)- 'His kippah is on the top of the head- we wear it on the ear.'
I was invited to this wedding & I had a seat on the inside.  I didn't have to sit at the mourner?s table.  Had a regular tablecloth and choice of Challah salads.  Though, I must say I felt uncomfortable when they started the dancing in front of the bride and groom- I always feel uncomfortable when that happens.  If I go for the dive and start doing the back kick dance or some kind of a shtick I fear I will look like an idiot and ruin any shidduch chances I may have.  On the other hand, 'who is the idiot on the outside of the circle?  What a looser? Can't even dance for the Chasan & Kallah (bride and groom)?'  No matter what, people are looking at me- and you never know when a crazy family member is going to drag you into the family oriented Chasan kick dance.  'Do it for your 5th cousin thrice removed- let?s kick in front of him as a family.'
I ate the Challah at the wedding & I am still single.  What kind of an omen is that?  If it happens 20 years from now & I am giving birth to my grandkids- 'Thank you challah.'  There is no expiration on the omen.  'Its a segula (an omen)'- That is all the information I get.  Its as if I am telling you- 'you're unemployed- you'll get a job.'  Yeah, but when.  Is that why witchcraft is not allowed in Judaism?  If we did witchcraft, people might see the real face of omens & older Jewish women would be left with nothing but the flowers left after the wedding.  My mother?s kitchen is a forest of plastic wildlife.  'The ball says you will get married'- but my shadchan said that!  Is my shadchan a psychic?
Nobody brought a jump rope, so my napkin- gone!  I had to wipe my face on the tablecloth- Thank Gd it wasn't plastic.
Buffet style, which was great!  I went for the cauliflower & jumped all the way to the meat.  Tons of different meats.  I think I let down the rice guy.  The orez dude was standing there with that look of despair.  'Why does nobody want my rice? Come on man- just because it isn't Chinese doesn't mean my boys have no usage- they are good too- if anything they are nicely separated- come on man, just one flip, that is all I'm asking.'  I had enough problems; I wasn't in the mood to be pressured into an orez scoop.  I wanted cauliflower, I like the soggy rice & I have enough pressure coming from the circle-kicking going on for the Chasan. 
At least there is no waiter pawning sufganiot.
Chanukah Sameach,
David Kilimnick (Uncle 'D')



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Sunday, November 27, 2005

People Are Hiking Up Prices (Chaya Sara)

Shalom Ya'll,
As a 28-year-old man in Israel it is natural to walk around with a backpack.
I miss my car, because now I have nowhere to sing.  I get into the Richard Marx songs 'I'll be loving you forever...'  All the sudden, other cars appear- everybody is looking at me- 'looser.'  'No, there is a party happening in my car.'
Without a car, you are dependent on other people.  I would love to get a car just to make people wait.  'I'm almost there, just another minute.  Walk out to the corner & wait!  In the rain & thank me.?
I was driving a Toyota minivan in America.  As a single guy with a Toyota minivan- you either got the car from mom or you're selling drugs to 10 year olds on the way to little league baseball.
I know that one day I will get my dream car in Israel- a Fiat Punto.
With Abraham?s purchase of the Cave of Machpeilah, in this past weeks Torah portion (Chaya Sara), for 400 shekel, it got me thinking about how people can just hike a prices without notifying me in advance.  Ephron says, ?400 shekels, between me & you, what is it??  It?s a lot of money dogg!  In the beginning it was supposed to be given as a gift to Abraham, ?The field I have given to you & the cave that is within her.?  How does that translate into 400 shekel?  Abraham offered to pay, because he wanted ownership.  Otherwise you hear the ?it was my gift- gifts don?t last forever.  We need the cave for a mall.?  I just wish you wouldn?t call me ?my friend, buddy, guy? & then rip me off. 
Gas prices are so high right now.  I don?t complain about this in Israel, because I can?t afford a car in Israel.  In America, I can afford a car, or at least borrow one, but I can?t afford to drive. 
I'll drive 6 miles out of my way to save 5cents on a gallon.  I've been filling up to 'E.'  Drive to the grocery store; fill up on the way back.  Got to make sure the paycheck can cover the gallon.
I have noticed that people like to look at the gasometer on the gas pump as the tank fills.  Just hoping that the price will go down in the middle of the fill.  'Shoot! $5! Shoot! $6- Ok- got a gallon-they are changing the sign.'
Heating is off in the house.  Dad is trying to save money this year.  'Heating- I bought you a sweater & thermals.'  Eat breakfast with gloves. You think they complain in the North Pole??  People don?t live there!  Our living room looks like a ski lounge, but we can't afford to ski.  The turning off the heat at night idea doesn't work as an incentive to wake up or get out of bed.  The thermostat is set on 25 Fahrenheit.  Set below freezing.  Is there any reason to even set the thermostat?  The thermostat is complaining, ?I work when I am on.?  I feel like I am living in an igloo.  If we turn on the heat the ice will melt.  I walk out of the shower an icicle.
All thanks to oil and some dude who decided to be all buddy-buddy & raise the tank price without telling me.
Shavua Tov,
David 
 
 
 



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Monday, November 14, 2005

Back In America- More Israeli: Addendum

Shalom Ya'll,
The blog brings up thoughts of the meaning I find in Gd's command to Abraham to 'Go forth from your land, from your birthplace and from your father's household.'  Gd is telling Abraham 'Get out- go on your way, I can't talk to you in your father's home- the phone doesn't stop ringing.  If you start to watch TV you'll never make it to TBN, where guys lift weights to show omnipotent strength.  Your father will ask for the remote.  In your birth place- you'll never be able to justify your job- sheep?  What kind of living is that for a Jewish boy?  Get out of your land- otherwise people will expect something from you.  Move forth to the land that I will show you.  In the land that I will show you, you can goof off, have a good time, get a job as a sheepherder and nobody will bat an eye.  In your new land, nobody will expect anything from you- you don't know the language.  Yeah, in the land that I will show you, there are people who will try to take advantage of you, take your money, belongings and wife- that's normal!  But, you will have the chance and the ability to focus on what is important- paying arnona (property tax).  The simple worry of how to take care of your family in a place where you can't speak the language, and the only way you can make a living is Gd's gift.'  That is the true meaning of faith.  'And when there is a drought, or you need some extra money- go on Shelichut to America.'  
Lehitraot,
David
  



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Visiting Home- But Now I am Israeli

Shalom Ya'll,

After visiting home for two days and searching for fun, I found that the most exciting thing I can do is write a blog.  [That is Saturday night fun when you are single, alone and are too old to date the Bat Mitzvah girl].  Though nobody responds, I like to think I would be having a conversation if somebody else had a blog of their own.  I just wouldn't know if they were responding to me or something else that really bothered them that day.  Truth is I like the one-way conversations- I am always right- that is a nice novelty at home.  And as I talk to you, I am watching the World Series of Poker and you don't know.  But I am paying full attention to you. 

I didn?t know how painful it could be to reconnect with my past.  Everybody in synagogue wants to know what you are doing with your life.  It is like a pop quiz- ?David, what are you doing for a living?  How are things in the women department??  I always fail tests, I am not good at selling women?s clothes, and comedy for a living is an essay answer.  Worst part about the quiz is I can?t ask the community people what they are doing with their lives- ?Kids in college? What are you doing with your life??  If you?re 55 years old and you don?t know what you are doing yet, the question is not going to help.  Retirement is the job.  That is why I ask about their kids- ?Your kids in medical school? oh that?s how you are going to buy the villa in Miami?!?  These people remember my past.  My friends mom said I was mean because I stole her chocolate bar in nursery school.  I was substituting and I was hungry.  Get over it- I was four years old.  Am I still an illiterate man, because I couldn't read in first grade?         

As painful as family love is, I eat everything I see- free!  Mom & dad thought their job was over, but if I am going to visit, I am going to take the chicken, my bed & the car.  ?He is eating all of our food, like it is his.?  ?I am still your son- which means that as long as you tell me how unsuccessful I am, out of love, I eat for free.?     

The America tour with the Aliyah Monologues is the most Israeli thing I have done since Aliyah (moving to Israel).  I spoke more Hebrew 2 days in St. Louis than my last 3 months in Israel.  In Jerusalem, on an average day, I may speak Hebrew with a French dude- he thinks I know what I am talking about; to him I have a normal accent.  Israelis can see right through me- 'American who made Aliyah- he has no money.'  They don't want to hear my Hebrew just as much as their English hurts me.  The extent of Hebrew spoken is 'shekel' in 'This cab ride costs 30 shekel.'  In Saint Louis, Israelis are so excited to see me- 'You speak Hebrew! stay! you speak so well,' they tell me- 'You only made Aliyah 2 years ago- just 2 years?'  I'm thinking, 'Yeah, just 2 years and 3 years in a Yeshiva in Israel and 12 years of Jewish day school and Yeshiva University- yeah my Hebrew is great for somebody living in Jerusalem who doesn't speak Hebrew & can't pronounce a reish.'  I am also not in Israel right now- after being in Queens, NY, I know that is Israeli.  Living in Jerusalem- American.  Visiting Jerusalem- Goyish.  Going to a country club that bands Jews- Jewish. 

Jews are not an indigenous creature to Mid-West USA.  The Jewish community started when one Jewish guy tried running from Jews- then other Jews ran after him- 'You're not going alone, you need a minyan.  Carbondale? We are there.' 

There is less anti-Semitism in America than Israel.  When I wear a hat hear everybody loves me.  In Israel everybody assumes I am Jewish.  In America, this lady called me 'White boy.'  For a second it bothered me & I then I knew- 'I finally made it.'  I went home and realized my dad was Jewish, mom was Jewish- I kicked them out and started my own suburb.  In order to create a minyan I set up a country club with a sign, 'No Jews allowed.'  (This last paragraph is a joke if you take an offense).
Lehitraot,
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Thursday, October 27, 2005

Sukkot- a booth & decorations

Shalom Ya'll,
I hope the holiday season is treating you well.
Sukkot has been good times; just the guy standing
behind me in Synagogue was using his lulav as a sword.
The lulav is a palm tree branch, traditionally waved
on the Sukkot holiday, not in my face. This was the
same guy who smacked me in the face with his Tallit
(four cornered garment with fringes), attacked the
cantor for making a mistake, broke the bar-mitzvah
boy's nose with a Sunkist jelly fruit, and took my
coat from the coat room because green is an off
turquoise.
My brother-in-law decorated the sukkah (booth,
temporary dwelling- because Jewish builders can't
build anything that would last more than 8 days- my
dad can't even put up a roof that will keep out the
rain) with a bunch of wholesale plastic gourds and
flickering lights. This Sukkot I celebrated my first
Christmas- in Jerusalem. After further examination, I
realized that with the tin Chanukiah, grogger and
plastic dreidel- there would be no such thing as a
Jewish artifact if it wasn't for China. I noticed
that in Meya Shearim (an ultra-orthodox neighborhood
in Jerusalem) the people are decorating their sukkah
with Christmas ornaments. I figure, what the
ultra-orthodox Jews don't know shouldn't hurt, let
them enjoy their Christmas. My brother-in-law and I
were caroling. If you slow down a good Jewish song
enough, it is a carol. With all the lights, we opened
a cheap kiosk selling wristwatches.
Chag Sameach,
David

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Sunday, October 23, 2005

Sukkot

Shalom Ya'll,
I hope the holiday season is treating you well.
Sukkot has been good times; just the guy standing
behind me in Synagogue was using his lulav as a sword.
The lulav is a palm tree branch, traditionally waved
on the Sukkot holiday, not in my face. This was the
same guy who smacked me in the face with his Tallit
(four cornered garment with fringes), attacked the
cantor for making a mistake, broke the bar-mitzvah
boy's nose with a Sunkist jelly fruit, and took my
coat from the coat room because green is an off
turquoise.
My brother-in-law decorated the sukkah (booth,
temporary dwelling- because Jewish builders can't
build anything that would last more than 8 days- my
dad can't even put up a roof that will keep out the
rain) with a bunch of wholesale plastic gourds and
flickering lights. This Sukkot I celebrated my first
Christmas- in Jerusalem. After further examination, I
realized that with the tin Chanukiah, grogger and
plastic dreidel- there would be no such thing as a
Jewish artifact if it wasn't for China. I noticed
that in Meya Shearim (an ultra-orthodox neighborhood
in Jerusalem) the people are decorating their sukkah
with Christmas ornaments. I figure, what the
ultra-orthodox Jews don't know shouldn't hurt, let
them enjoy their Christmas. My brother-in-law and I
were caroling. If you slow down a good Jewish song
enough, it is a carol. With all the lights, we opened
a cheap kiosk selling wristwatches.
Chag Sameach,
David

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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Rosh Hashana Shule Complaints & Will I Find Her- I wrote too much

Shalom Ya'll & Shana Tova, Had a great time with the Jewish New Year this year- it is always a party on the Jewsih New Year- 8 hours of prayer, man. Sweet!!! Apples in honey!!!  The cantor was a crazy-wild man, busting out some Carlebach tunes to a Shofar blast.  Nothing makes a Rosh Hashana as meaningful as a long, drawn out 'u'vichayn.'   Always good times with the rabbi, though I feel like the conversation is very one-sided- he's telling me to do, but I can't tell him to stop- 45 minutes is a long time to talk without hearing the rebuttal.  'I sinned- yes, but it was all worth it.'  I hope everybody made a new year's resolution, after making a point of annuling all vows, especially pointless ones like never eating sweets, the day prior to dipping the apple in the honey (I love that song).  I made a resolution at 1:25pm (after being in synagogue for 5 hours on the 1st day of Rosh Hashana, or 3- I show up late, but that is because I can't set an alarm on the holiday & it is a day off of work) to never pray again.  Then it came time for the afternoon service & I felt guilty.  Either way I'm a sinner- if I don't pray I'm going against the grain of tradition & if I do pray I'm going against the grain of my word.  My word doesn't hold a candle, nor does tradition.  However, if I keep the tradition, I will light many candles.  Now that is very deep.  I slept the whole afternoon. I always get the seat between the 2 guys who are using Yom Kippur as Weight Watchers points.  The guy in front of me in synagogue kept on trying to inch his chair closer to mine, I am quite sure the reason was not to be closer to me- I know that because his chair kept on hitting my leg & hos Tallit fringes caught me in the eye.  At one point, he joined our row.  I know the game, that is why I sat down on his chair (musical chairs reference which seemed funny in my head).  I have found that the seat ordeal of the High Holidays is always very uncomfortable.  Even when the chairs are bolted in, you have the armrest fight.  It is the most passive-aggressive game we play.  'I notice you are usiing me to make more room for yourself- your elbow is on my lap.'  But you can't let the other guy know that you notice.  Instead, you just end up slamming your prayer book real hard, against his elbow in a big swing which also catches his jaw, as if it was an accident- you couldn't move, you had no room.   I was using one of those prayer books which translates Hebrew into Hebrew.  This way, if I don't know what the word means, the translation is there to reassure me.  If not, I can look back to the original text, to translate the translation.  I have a feeling that most of us don't understand what we are saying.  Truth is, the concept of selichot (prayers for forgivness) is for us to say, 'Let this be my punishment. This is bad enough. This is pain. I will stand here for 5 hours, maybe cry. I have sinned. I will even repent for sins I haven't done, such as the many perversions & acts of thievery we repent for, because of Dan the kleptomaniac. But after all of this, can I get some pizza, a bagel, or steal a peanut-butter & jelly sandwich from a kid?' I have been doing a lot of praying for a financially abundant year for myself & others.  Wishing many friends a successful new year, I have noticed my phone bill has acceeded 2,000 shekels.  I can't even afford the bill.  I have already used the blessing.  My mom is glad I called, but she won't pay for it.  I am going to spend Yom Kippur asking Bezeq for forgiviness.   I went to the Kotel Monday night to pray for meeting a wife.  As the rabbi was talking, the prayer ceremony began to sound more like a prayer for a family, with kids.  I am thinking that praying for a woman I love is a move in the right direction.  You start praying for kids, chances are a shnorrer will be knocking on your door.  The rabbi who organized this prayer service- the first of its kind- and may I add, many people showed up & some were married.  'Honey, I am going to the kotel'- 'You are cheating on me.'  Never thought a conversation could go like that, but it could.  I took a peak over the Mechitzah (partition seperating men and women), an extended stare at one really cute spiritual girl who was praying for a husband.  I figured that if I stared long enough, she might say 'yes.'  She didn't look up from her prayer book once.  As we were praying, I noticed that my prayers were answered- 2,000 single women all available, in one spot & praying to meet me or somebody not so desperate as to pray for a spouse.  However, they were all on the other side of the mechitza, in the women's section?!  I then began to pray for a kotel dance, mixed, with male singers.  That prayer was not answered.  We prayed for what was there- other beautiful single people searching for a soulmate.  I walked home with my roommate; a single searching man.  We do share a home!  I have a lot more to say about this- but that will be in the book about singledom.
This Is long & it is time for Yom  Kippur, Gmar Chatima Tova,
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Thursday, September 29, 2005

Customer Service: Just give it to me for free

Shalom Ya'll,
With the Holidays rolling up on us, about to hit us with an average of 8 hours of prayer a day, I like to focus on the sins of other people- where people have wronged me.  Sure, I may have sinned this year, told off a few cabbies for charging 18 shekels when the meter said 17.90 & I have entered the 10 item lane in the grocery store with 11- but the 11th item was a 'real small' one- but only because all the other lanes had people with huge carts full (is the 11th item that wrong?).  As you can see, anything I have done wrong has been but a reaction to the evil, wrong, other people in our society, who feel it is important to feed their family- on my time.  I have been to selichot (prayers where we ask Gd to forgive us & admit our sins, even if it was caused by the lack of lane in the grocery store & we don't understand a word of the ancient Hebrew text), but I can't forgive a whole society.     
The cause of our societal wrongdoings is the lack of customer service we receive.  Customer service is important, when it comes to me getting attention.  We pay people to treat us well & even they frown at our presents.  Customer service, a derivative of the word 'serve', means 'pay attention to me when I want to give you money.'  Is that a hard thing to ask for?  'Smile- here's a 50.'  It is like being around grandma all day, you smile & you get something for it.  Not being nasty and pissed off is a marketable skill- hence the job of the host/hostess.  Most people in the customer service world do not want to accept the fact that their job is to serve.  Instead, they give you the one-second finger & refuse to bring me the extra bowl of soup nuts.
What I am trying to say is that if I want my mayonaise after my lettuce, I am the customer. Give it to me.  So what, I am Jewish & I like mayonaise, not Thousand Island dressing, & some sandwiches work better with white bread.  I want it & I am going to eat it!  
No doubt, I am an annoying customer.  I ask questions.  'Which plate is bigger? What tastes better? But we don't have the same taste? For a guy like me what would you get? Salmon?! OK, I'll take chicken- I don't like salmon- thanks for the suggestion though.'  I just ask questions, because for that one moment, I have somebody's attention.  The waitress is there to listen to me.  I am not used to people listening to me- so I keep the waiter as long as I can- 'Do chickens lay eggs?- I want the egg.'  It took a long time to get the food, which is understandable- for the word 'waitress' is a derivative of the word 'wait' and I am a linguist.
Ever walk into the Makolet (mini-mart) & ask the guy how much the cheese is?  He screams at you- 'Why do you ask?'- 'Because the prices aren't marked! And I am not going to pay the date- although you are asking 161005 shekels for a slice of mozzarella.'  He is mad at you for making a purchase.  You ask, how can being a customer be an offense?  The reason is that you are going into his store & taking his showcased item- 'Bread, that's mine.'  You think you are doing him a favor by giving him money- NO, he is doing you a favor, by allowing you into his dairy section.  This is why when you give a 10-shekel-coin to pay for the milk, you get 116 five agorot coins back.  It's not change, it's a punishment- a way to keep you from coming back.  Now you know, you shouldn't be shopping at his makolet.  His store will last without customers & this way he can spend the rest of the day smoking and playing sheshbesh (backgammon).
I brought my bike into the guy who sold me the bike along with a three-year-warranty, last week.  He fixed the brakes & gears, like the warranty promised, and he charged me 60 shekels- because the guarantee was that it would be fixed- by another bike shop.  If it is not fixed, I have to walk- very tricky concept.  It is a pretty easy gaurantee to live up to.  The bike shop dude holds the cards & the bike.  The word 'warranty' is a derivative of the word 'war', meaning that you must fight for the customer service people- who are very kind & stole your money- to live up to their guarantee; otherwise, it would be called a 'promisethatIforgotsorry!'  It ended up that he wouldn't let me take my bike.  He offered to return the bike to the way it was when I brought it.  I said fine, because the condition I brought it in was good and then he backed out.  [Which is a lesson I learned with people in business.  When they make a suggestion & say, 'You want me to fix that,' they are really saying,'just give me the money & accept that i am lying to you and ripping you off.'  Which is the reason to always respond 'yes.'  One issue, they will charge you for giving your bike/stuff back in the same shape- they charge per hour & cigarettes smoked during repair].  The bike shop guy would not let me have my bike, because I refused to pay him to live up to his warranty.  It is my bike!  I ended up reaching over the fence & snatched the bike- I stole my own bike.  I took it & ran very much like a little kid who hit his bigger brother, just took off & ran.  I never felt so guilty for taking something I own.  I didn't know what to do.  I have never been good at taking stuff without permission, even if it's mine.  This is why I knock before I open the door to my own room: I need permission to enter.  I can sit outside the house for days with my keys, until my roomate comes home.  Kind of the same reason a husband has to ask his wife before taking a piece of cake in his own kitchen.     
Bezek just disconnected our line, because we didn't recieve the bill.  Nobody called us to tell us we owed them money.  'You are the phone company, you must have access to a phone.'    
Apparently, repeat customers is not a goal.  The goal is to keep an old customer stuck to a long-term warranty that runs out before the product breaks, or stall the customer in as many ways as you can if something has to be fixed.  
One example is the customer service center.  In many cases, a company such as 'Worst Service' (don't want to be sued for writing something wrong & somebody may have a 22-year-old who graduated from Harvard who works there) will use a third world country to operate their Customer Service Center- because they save money when they hire workers form places where English is not a first language.  Even if they can speak English, it is without vowels.  It's not a service center- it's an absorption center.  I'm teaching them, 'The number on the right side of the page- that is the payment- can you say payment- p-a-y-m-e which sounds more like an 'i'...are we finished stalling?  Can I speak with somebody who can stall me in English, before I speak with another customer service representative who can't help?!' 
All I want is a bit of help & something to do with my time.  The fact is that the hour and fifteen minute wait to a Bezeq jingle is not helping.  If I had stuff to do, I wouldn't make the calls.  Or maybe I would have the money to buy a speaker phone.
Shana Tova,
David



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Monday, July 18, 2005

Bring your own pen

Shalom Ya'll,
I have noticed that there are good people in this world & there are people who borrow my pens.  Inevitably, these evil people (all one & the same) end up keeping my pens.  It is these people that are the reason for the 'lost pen.'  I am convinced that my friend, Benjy, has a drawer full of borrowed pens, a pen collection so to say, dating back to the 3rd grade- when he learned that David's mom supplied David with a new Bic 12 pack every year.  The pens have dried out, but his appetite for other peoples' pens is still whet.  'Can I borrow that pen,' were & still are the words of the non-violent bully. Yet they are bullies- yes they are.  Don't let the plastic grip fool you.  These pen thieves are the reason I am pen-paranoid.  Till today, I walk around with a pen pack, and two extra pens- black & red too (never know what the teacher will use to mark the quiz).  It is the pen thieves that are the reason why all standardized tests are administered with a pencil- #2.  The first pencil was stolen! 
My Bic pens are not for keeps.  I understand that you are using it for a minute- in the office.  However, that doesn't mean you are supposed to keep it.  I understand Mr. Bic isn't a Parker pen, but he is mine.  It wouldn't hurt to bring a pen to class.  What is the thought process? 'I'm going to class- maybe I'll sit there for two hours, so I can hear the teacher teach me some information that I will need for the test, but I won't need a pen.  Ohh- there is Dave, he'll give me a pen... thank you for the pen.  You have more right?!  Then I'll keep it.'  'Forgot my pen'?!  The words of a lire, which are always followed by 'Sorry I forgot to return it.'  I know you have it in your pocket.  Have you ever went somewhere without a pen & not needed one? 
The price of pens is on the rise & I am almost finished with the pens I got from Globotech at the last job fair I went to.  I can't provide forever. 
I want you to ask yourself- are you a pen carrier, or a pen taker?  I know that the pen takers are all thinking 'He's got to get over it.'  I will, when I know that pen justice has been served and all mankind, alike, are wearing pocketed button-down shirts.
If anybody has any extra pens, please bring them to the next show.
Lehitraot,
David  


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Monday, June 20, 2005

Built up T-shirt frustration

Shalom Ya'll,
I hope you had an excellent Shavuot.  Crazzy good times- 'Stay up all night & learn.'  I learned that rabbis have the ability to talk to people who are asleep.  It is part of the ordination curriculum. 
Yes, I am trying to purchase a new batch of shirts, though over half the other shirts still exist- its the 'if you build it they will come' outlook & the reason I am in debt.
[Sitting with a dude who is thinking of moving to my area- Emek Refaim- a yuppyish area in Jerusalem.  'Is your area good?'  I can't answer that question!  'If I like you- yes.'  If it isn't good, why would I stay?].
So the guy starts giving me that attitude that Israelis reserve for immigrants, people who can't understand what they are saying, or people who might bring them business.  After i tell him that I am planning on thinking of whether I want to do business with him or not depending on price, quality & how condescending he is, he tells me I am not serious 'come back when you are serious.'  Now for all those people of good will- I left his store & will not go back, at least until I need new T-shirts (but till then, he is blacklisted).  If i am a potential customer, give me information & don't get mad at me.  I guess he looks at it as though it is his belonging & I should want it, even if he doesn't want to get rid of it.  What gives him the right to tell me if I am serious or not?  Is it because I am an imigrant that a native has the right to treat me like an idiot or somebody without money?  Is it because I can't pronounce a 'reish'?  I am not even talking about somebody trying to rip me off- that is fine.  Every immigrant should add on a 120% idiot tax, for all those times that a very nice gentelman with a smile tells you he is losing money on the deal.  I am talking about a person telling me that I don't know how to make my own decisions.  My dad would agree.  Lie to me & tell me the shirts cost $50 a piece- which is what I payed for Shwarma in Laffah the other day.  He said that was the going rate in the neighborhood of Tzomet Pat.  Which leads me to the conspiracy theory- If average wage here is less than $1,000 a month, how can Israelis afford $50 shwarma a day?  How can they afford 5 minute cab rides of 100shekel?  How can they afford to treat me like an idiot when I might bring in some good T-shirt revenue?
Anywho, I am disturbed with this attitude that comes along with people elevating themselves at my expense- somebody else, fine.  It is the 'door-man syndrom,' the reason I can't get into the David Citadel Hotel.  Because, for some reason, the fact that I need something Mr. A is in the way of, I have to deal with Mr. A & come back the next day without a belt- it lets off the metal-detector.
Now I have to run to an engagement party- see more happily married couples.  Can't wait!  I hope nobody is disturbed if I show up without a shirt.  That is my way of saying 'I won't be treated as a second class citizen, no T-shirt guy will get me down (even if I have pit stains), convention will not stop this man from staying single, I want my mommy.'
Lehitraot & sorry I couldn't express my built up frustration,
David Kilimnick         



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Sunday, May 29, 2005

Lag B'omer

Shalom & Happy Holidays,
Man, that last message I wrote was long.
I hope everybody had an excellent Lag B'omer & everyone's home is still in tact.  I am amazed by the preperation kids put into this holiday that they know nothing about.  The little kids start collecting anything that burns- wood, matches, cigarretes, the home- up to half a year in advance.  & the bigger kids beat them up on Lag B'omer.  Truth is that i didn't prepare for the holiday, but I was ready to take down any 5 year old that got in my way of a branch.  In preperation, one kid knocked on my door- I had to wrestle him down- 'Give me that back- We knock, we don't take it off the hinges!'  Parents in this country have no control.  Which brings me to nursery kids smoking!  No more cigomats- everytime I see a kid nursing & buying ciggarrettes at the same time, I pray it is for mom. 
I ended up at Gan Sokker (a big park in Jerusalem which had grass before Thursday evening) at around 12am- right when I got up.  I was looking for the big bonefire- the one that my connector man (the guy who knows what is going on & which parties to go to) told me to stop by (insider information).  It was supposed to be one of those single kind of things.  Lets be honest, nobody is lighting a fire in memory of Rabbi SHimon Bar Yochai, nobody even knows the reason for the fire.  If anybody is keeping the holiday it is those who went to Star Wars- that is tradition.  The fire might have passed for a havdalah candle.  Truth is that I have a job I have to run to a job (that's a joke).  So I will save the rest of the Lag B'omer rant (including kids smoking) for my routine. 
As Nassan noted; the guitar guy doesn't draw the women the way he used to in the 80's. 
Another thing I didn't know is that the shopping-carts only cost 5shekel.  When I open up a grocery store, I will put in a 100shekel slot for people- 'Try finding a 100shekel bill key-chain that isn't flimsy!'
Happy YoM Yerushalaim if I don't write another one of these before, & don't take a bop on the head without giving one back- Harder,
David


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Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Holiday or Tekes- Don't Close the Post Office

Shalom Ya'll,
Enough holidays!!!  I feel like I have been bopped in the head with too many objects of fun.  A carebear is supposed to be a toy of love, not a toy to smack Uncle D's face with.  I didn't know that the Yom Hatzmaut (Israeli Independance Day) tradition consisted of flags on cars, dancing & spraying full cans of confetti on little girls & middle-aged men casually walking bye- and then running as fast as you can.  It becomes hard for a 27 year old to hide behind a fire hiderant (hence- 'hide'rant). 
I'm over Tekesed (a Tekes is a ceremony).  Everything is a holiday- Yom Hatzmaut, Pesach, Yom Hashoah, Yom Hazikaron.  Nobody is willing to give up a night of sadness or partying (especially during the counting of the omer).  Nobody gives in with their parties- the chilonim (not religious) have the national holidays, the charedim (ultra orthodox) have Rebbes who died, & the regular Dati (religious) have to do it all.  The one that bothers me the most is Yonatan's Aliyah day.  Firstly, his name is Jon- at least before he changed it.  Secondly, He created his own holiday & I have to buy him a gift.  Uncle D's Aliyah day was celebrated by going to the Ministry of Interior- the bastion of the angry world.
I don't think the post office has been open for more than 6 days in the past two months.  Side point: Hence the package that I did not receive- because I got the notice for the package 3 days after they returned it to the sender.  But that is understandable- the post office is closed on all major holidays, but the mail still works- because the mail isn't Jewish.  I'm sure the sender of the package will be happy to recieve his gift- he baught it anyway.
They close the restaurants on the eve of Yom Hashoah & Yom Hazikaron (its a law).  I am not saying that people should be partying, & I understand the seriousness, meaning & sadness of the days (given in my own way & communaly).  [Closing stuff seems to be the tradition].  Why close the restaurants?  People can't be depressed in restaurants?  Everybody I see in restaurants are mad at the service, fighting with their spouse, spacing out & thinking about how a piece of lettuce can cost 40shekel.  There is no place I see people more angry, depressed & rethinking their life, job & family than in a restaurant.  I saw a dad at Sababa- I have never seen a person so mad to eat pizza (& they do have excellent pizza and toppings).  The kids are so happy, 'Melted cheese, sauce,' & now dad has to clean it.  The only thing going on in dad's mind is, 'If I didn't have these kids- we would be at the cafe.'  [This is a real poor excuse for an argument- it just came to me as a surprise that everything was closed.  All I wanted was a sandwhich].   
Point being that if we are going to turn everything into a Tekes, holiday or day of mourning- we can't, at the same time tell people how to eat. 
It seems to be a law to have a BBQ on Yom Ha'atzmaut, but not everybody likes that.  It may bring the country together, but it pulls families apart.  First the parents start fighting in the mourning about how they should pack the car & cut the vegetables- 'Do we really need the luke-warm rice.'  Then they spend the rest of the mourning dressing the kids in clothes they are going to stain (another chance for mom to yell).  Finally, they are never 'there yet.'  It climaxes with me passing a family at Gan Hapamon (because nobody invited me to a BBQ- thanks for the non-invite Jon) & the husband screaming, 'This is how you cut a carrot- its the long way, for crying out loud- baby no playing with the fire.' 
On the eve of Yom Hatzmaut, I tried to find a party or something to do.  That seems to be what I do every evening- try to find something.  I have made a decision that when I finally find that thing, I am staying (any ideas for dates- call- number is bellow).  We ended up going to Rikudei Am (Israeli dancing of the nation, but I can't figure out how to turn, let alone do the national dancing that around five people in Israel can do).  I fealt like a mans man, trying to twist & turn.  I must say that to see well over a thousand people (possibly 2,000 or more) in one circle dancing, not at a Bar Mitzvah (but at Kikar Safra), is the most beautiful thing I have seen since my Aliyah.  That and the inside of the post-office.
All said & done, it is beautiful & meaningful to see a whole country pay respects & connect with their ever living community.  Through moments of silence & blows to my face with a carebear (which I still don't understand), I will argue as an Israeli.
Happy Holidays,
David


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Sunday, May 08, 2005

Passover- Uncling

Shalom Ya'll,
Passover was a good time- though I had no idea that the Exodus from Egypt had anything to do with brisket (if I don't spell something correctly- please forgive- I am not a writer, I am just a comedian with bad spelling, handwriting & no real job- unless you count substitute teaching).  We had seder at the Inbal hotel, where there was no hand-maid shmura matzah (the hand-maid unleavened bread that has the taste of unbathed immigrants).  One guy braught his private stash & hid it under his chair- employing the old trick used at any youth-group convention when there is a limited quantity of Coca Cola; you hide the coke under the chair & pour under the table & when the coke magically appears in your cup, 5 times, lie (the criminal mind of a hungry man).  It had to have been the worst seder since last year.  The hotel is not the place to have a seder.  There was nothing to sneak into my pocket & steal, but a kosher for Passover cookie.  There was no homy feeling for the seder itself, accept for the fact that the family was able to express frustration & fight.  I don't feel comfotable singing ChaGadYah to animal noises infront of strangers.  I understand that people don't want to clean their ovens, but the Exodus didn't lead us to the Catskills or Miami.  I miss my moms matzah ball choolent & my dad getting mad at me- that's tradition.     
My brother came to Israel with his family for Passover- a group of crazzy nephews.  When family visits, it is a legal right in Israel to not work.  For people visiting from Rochester, NY, I am an Israeli monument- I say 'Shalom,' they feel like they talked to an Israeli, I get the Hebrew menu and a free lunch, of some dish that I didn't understand- Italian dishes sound different in Hebrew.  I love the kids, because they are not mine.  I find noises that sneak out of the body to be funny, as do my nephews.  Their parents don't seem to find the humour in it.  Since I feel it is important to encourage kids to be & express themselves I encourage them.   
I did my job as Uncle:
*I was the jungle-gym, punching bag & person they tried to hurt, for fun.  A knee in the face can hurt, even from a 3 year old.    
*I baby-sat- which means that I spent 5hours doing anything to make sure the kids didn't cry- while not changing a diaper.  I played 'Finding Nemo' three times.  I appreciate this about kids- if you like a movie, why change?  I like the lessons of 'Finding Nemo'- brush your teeth, go to school & then run away from home- & cry for mom & dad because you can't make a living.  This a great lesson for kids at 1am.
*I took them, on Uncle 'D' Day (many confuse this with Israeli Independance Day; however, being that there is no official day off from school & no parade- I make sure to help sneak my nephews out of class- they seem to love me more for this), to the mall.  It was a lot of fun- pizza, ice-cream, video games- they just don't know that this stuff costs money.  One of the kids started screaming & crying because I wouldn't buy him a bike.  As he was screaming, everybody in the store gave me this look, as though I was abusing the child for not spending my savings on a trycicle.  I don't work for the circus & I would rather save the money for a nice steak at Joy.  As I learned later on that day, 3 year olds don't remember who baught them stuff.  Lesson being, don't spend money on your nephews and nieces till they are old enough to remember who they will be supporting after retirement.      


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Thursday, April 21, 2005

I had some thoughts

I had some thoughts....


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