After all the furor and garbage burning in Jerusalem over the scheduled gay pride parade a few weeks ago, me and yitz (yitz.com) decided to prance around town like a couple of chubby bear buddies on vacation in the holy land ("oh, that Jesus is cute, but thorns are so pase...").The only thing is that any real gay guy, even a chubby bearded one, would have better style than me. Those jeans are a wreck-- I seem to have lost about 23 pounds over the past few months (Mazal Tov!!-- through no apparent effort of my own, no dietary or exercise effort, that is; Alice, my naturopath, says the weight has slipped off because I "no longer need it to protect me." Spiritual/Emotional Dieting! Now THERE'S a book that would sell in L.A. {Jenn...?})... as i was saying, i seem to have lost a bit of weight (about 11% of my body mass, in fact), and so my mildly baggy jeans suddenly are just shlumpy. The worst was the other day when I went into town with the outfit in the photo, but with a blue sweater and a brown, African-style boxy kippah-- for some reason, the combined effect shouted: "Total Dork on Safari."
The truth is, that yitz and I hung out for dinner with no gay costuming strategy. But when we got out of his car, we were horrified to discover that we were dressed exactly the same. I wonder if the haredi guys ever have a moment like that (Aw man! Yossele is wearing black and white today too! I'm going home to change.).
Going to see the new Scorcese flick tonight. It will be fun to read the subtitles. I have yet to learn how to really cuss or kick in someone's head in Hebrew. [NOTE: film people have the pretention of calling a filmmaker a "filmmaker" and using his last name... "Scorcese's work is really flar blar blah blar blar compared to the early Copolla stuff..." Industry folks use nicknames on the first name: "Yeah, Marty's been out of it for a while, but at least he hasn't vanished the way Frank did... ]
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I don't know about Jew, but I got a hankerin' for some Doublemint gum...and, a new pair o' glasses.
yuk, yuk.
all in one posting, you ask my help in publishing your future self-help bestseller while trashing my reference-by-habit of Marty as Marty? lucky for you i also don't know how to cuss in hebrew...;)
They sell jeans now - brand new - that are so worn as the ones you're wearing in the photo, Stuart.
I was shopping for some new jeans at the Levi's Store in Soho last week, and I couldn't believe what the salesperson showed me.
"Umm...have you got any that don't look like they've been through the mill?" I indignantly asked her.
She said that they did, but she'd have to take me into the stock room to show them to me. That's a whole other story, though.
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