I don't know that I felt jet-lagged over the past 2 days since I arrived back in Israel, but I spent most of that time in bed, awake or asleep. Tomorrow I begin ulpan (adult hebrew-language instruction, as they say), and so i need to get back on a normal schedule. i got into bed around midnight.
About 40 minutes ago I gave up on trying to fall asleep, flicked on the lights, the music and sat down here. It's now 3:40am. Alarm is slate for 7. Ach.
What else? What the hell else? People want posts. Updates. Their dose of this wanderingstu thing. And yet.
I went to a comedy show tonite at the Ambassador Hotel in East Jerusalem. It was called the Israeli-Palestinian Comedy Tour. The 2 Israelis were Americans, and one of the Palestinians was Egyptian. The other was American too. It was funny enough, but not hilarious. Yisrael Campbell, with whom I'm sort of buddies, was awesome. He's got some amazing bits.
I toy with the idea of trying to do some standup. Assembling material is rough. I wish I could just summon an audience at those moments once every few weeks when my spontanaeity and good humor are simultaneously awakened.
But I guess that defeats the purpose. I had a cute bit about being a settler and seeing that the airplane toilet was Occupied, but one of the guys used it tonite, and I started to wonder if I had even made it up in the first place.
I have another bit about terrorists throwing martinis instead of molotov cocktails, but I'm not sure if it's funny.
Tomorrow I begin the next phase of my life. Someone send me a friggin balloon.
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