Sunday was the big dinner day for my birthday. Idan and I got up early and went to Patterson, about 25 minutes away from Hoboken. This area is known to have a large Arab population and we figured there would be great stores there to buy food for my Moroccan feast.
We found a place, Nouri Bros., it is labeled as a Syrian market, but it might be better described at pan-Arab. After shopping for pita, labne, zaater, a tagine, fruits, olives, and on and on, we returned home and Idan cooked up a storm! Creating a delicious lamb and dried fruit tagine with salads and other delicious dishes with ease. It was the best birthday meal anyone could imagine.
We lugged everything over to Patrick’s and all my pals joined us for the evening. Tons and tons of food was consumed by all! Then we soaked in Patrick’s heffneresque backyard hot tub under the stars.
For my 35th birthday I got an amazing gift! A Pleo! I named him Raam, which is thunder in Hebrew. So far I have been able to get him to walk around my house, play with my dog, and play tug-o-war. To be honest, he is a little creepy to play with because he is really responding to the input and a slightly different way each time. He also cannot seem to figure out how to get himself from falling over the edge of things. Maybe this will come with time.
Doing the math, I was 4yrs old when this was on tv. I don’t care too much for Barbra Streisand, but it is a moving interview and a descent rendition of Hatikva!
Yes! Please do. Why? Because only if we let them make this country the worst place to live in the world will their corrupt idiotic ideology be exposed for what it truly is.
It simple isn’t enough that people are doubting the war. Why should they? Is isn’t like we were lied to.
It isn’t enough the poster boy for rah-rah America was killed by his own butt-buddies marines.
People are up in arms about a sniper video on CNN, well, war sucks, and it sucks to have your Wal*Mart trip interrupted by war. Oh wait, we are at war, did you forget?
You get what you asked for. You want a nation full of hate? You voted away your jobs? You voted for war? Good, thank you, now cry at your sons’ graves and vote again. Vote! Vote! Until all your kids are dead.
Even your own people are wondering: “Somehow our elected leaders were subverting international law and humanity by setting up secret prisons around the world, secretly kidnapping people, secretly holding them indefinitely, secretly not charging them with anything, secretly torturing them.” Hmm. It goes on and on.
I don’t need to go much more into this. It is real. And I love it! I love saying “I told you so!” Please, please, please keep the status quo, because it will be cool to see just how bad this can get. I want every one of you to have low paying jobs, no healthcare, dead children, mountains of debt, no education, and then maybe only then, will you realize you sold your soul, you sold your country to warmongers who helped bring Asian sweatshop living standards to the heartland.
For my 35th birthday I got an amazing gift! A 
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