i just discovered this cat's blog. His name is Dash Riprock, and you can buy underwear with his face on it.
check out his double-post dealing with a crisis in bad undershirts.
his linguistic flair is a good reminder that it was their language first.
so read this (you can skip the first paragraph. it's just about war. boring), then this
i also found this fun tidbit from Dash Riprock. What's missing here, BBC??
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After a lovely little toss of frisbee instigated by Eliezer Israel, I was invigorated and motivated enough to take a shower, belt a healthy gulp of fine Scotch, pack away my depressive funk and risk all my neuroses about musicians, religious hippies, festivals and cute girls in order to check out the music festival that was going on in the forest right here in town.
Thank God I did.... we bought a few bottles of homemade Arak (it's like Sambouca and Ouzo), got a little drink going, marvelled at the majestic beauty of B'not Yisrael (that's the ladies), and did a bit of dancing, a bit of praying, a bit of laughing, a lot of living.
Thanks, Eliezer for the Frisbee of Redemption, and thanks for sticking it in my head that dancing was a form of healing. And welcome back to Bat Ayin (he's renovating hisself one of these nice trailers). And it's good to see your blog back up: wildernesscity.blogspot.com
5 comments:
good to hear that you had a fun time. i hope you keep having them!!!!
Best bit:
"...but as it snapped into place around my frame like a human prophylactic on a walrus, my misery was complete."
Oddest bit:
"It should be pointed out that I am not ashamed of my nipples, any more than I am of my armpit hair or navel. In fact, I was frequently complimented on all three by the older lads after physical training in school."
... so read this
I dare say that you googled me...
Thanks for the welcome, and glad to be of soyvice.
Dear Stu,
i'm glad to hear that there things bring you joy. it's weird how the human psychie runs through its ups and downs. ins and outs. things in the states in my neck of the woods are pretty blah. we have been having really intense storms though. there are these weird wind phenomenon called vertical wind. they have been knocking down these great huge oaks down in the woods. like 5 to 6 in a row then nothing else would be touched around them. like as if aliens were in my back yard. in different spots around town as well. the lighting shows have been fantastic. great huge bolts blasting down out of the sky or goin ground up. its spectacular. oh i'm goim to get married but i haven't asked yet but she knows. i've with her 9 years now. and this is the first public place i've said anything about it in. it's really hard to try to plan a catholic/jewish/non-religious based wedding. all i want to do is eat drink be merry and party like its 1999. and all that great stuff. but for some odd reason tradition gets involved. not that it's a bad thing. oh well. i'm very excited and want to do it like frank says "i did it my way." we'll back to my spirits.
lukas ja sherzer
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