Ironical

The previous post asks commenters to sign their comments. The last comment on the previous post is anonymous. And YOU-- YOU want me to post??? Well here it is. But golly, that ain't fair...

I am in Florida. I decided to come home to surprise my mom for her birthday and Thanksgiving. Valerie helped me with the conspiracy. I thought she was going to die when I walked in the door. Literally die. I was afraid. Here's the shot:

I thought it would be good for the whole family if I came. We needed to talk and spend some mellow time together. Plus I wanted to tell them face-to-face that I quit Yeshiva and moved to Jerusalem and don't know if, when or how I might become a Rabbi after all....

Yeah.

Here's a shot from 1997 or so. It was taken on film, and I just found it and shot a digital picture of the printed photo. That's how it feels when I'm in Florida. Sort of.

here's your new post

thanks for the attention, anonymous commenter.
if i had one guess, i would guess that you were not my mother.

as i've always requested, please sign your comments, so i know from whence cometh the love. that way, i can post just for you, with a personalized touch of wanderingstu magic. if i don't know who you are, i tend to stop caring.

plus, in my needy state, i would like a face to associate with the expression of appreciation.

and send bacon salt. please. my grapefruit is getting boring