Oh, Blessed Monday
Lloyd Kaufman and Betty Fucking Dodson are part of a four-person panel in my [get this] career strategies class.
We are those cop-out, fair-weather Jews that “real” Jews despise more than they do antisemites: the secular, cultural Jews, the amoral majority, the ones who want to have their bagel and eat it. The ones who, with their marrying out, their going to the pub on Yom Kippur and to the football on Saturdays, and – God forbid – with their ambivalent view of the Middle East, are doing Hitler’s work for him…
Jonathan Margolis on being “Jew-ish,” via
Every so often, my sister and I take part in a mix-tape competition orchestrated and judged by our next-door neighbor, a wine salesman and paragon of cool. At this point, my sister and I have reached a tie. This time, in honor of our impending return to the Left Coast, the theme is cooking.
I will always be a better mix-taper than my sister, no question. I am older, and spend more time on the Internet. I will post rough drafts of playlists and select songs as they come to me. I await your feedback.
I don't hate the Holidays
I just hate talking about money.
Von Richthofen coat of arms, via
GPOYW: myself and a friend at the Film Collector’s Convention in Wildwood, NJ (I’m the one on the left)
Oh chit chat
Jess: it's good but it's like you know where it comes from
Chris: yeah, it's like "oh that's a nice necklace, but it's Hitler's necklace"
He looks like George Hamilton. In America, he would be on ‘Hollywood Squares,’ but in Italy he’s Valentino.
Myself, during the opening credits of “The Last Emperor.”
