February was awesome. I spoke 19 times at 14 different locations to 572 people. NICE. Aish Connections named me Speaker of the Month. Book me now before I raise my rates!
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Add comment March 5th, 2010
Get my new book, Everything You Want Is Really Jewish! It is fun. Fast. Deep. It will blow your mind.
Everything You Want Is Really Jewish is a book about pseudo-hipsters, hairstyles, loud music, Czech beer, shwarma, the art of New York driving, music school, Israel, and the Earth Jew. It is about identity and asking questions. It is about being Jewish. It is about frustration and not knowing what to ask. It is about everything: and that everything you want, you already know.
The photos alone are worth the cost of the book. As a matter of fact, the photos are so cool you should buy two copies!
You can order the book online at Lulu.com - this is the link.
Enjoy and tell me how much you love it.
2 comments April 17th, 2009
Great news! My new book is out. This book is everything you ever wanted to know about word-of-mouth recruitment on a college campus. You will learn about the 12 standard recruitment techniques: what works, what doesn’t, and why. And then you will learn all the secrets to generate real word-of-mouth. Get people talking about your club, group, trip, event, or whatever it is you do!
You can read more and order your copy at Lulu. DO IT!
1 comment February 23rd, 2009
Good news.
Fluffy scored her second “kill” this morning.
Found this morning at the bottom of the stairs was a mouse – lifeless, dead. Fluffy was next to her trophy (and made sure we all saw).
Fluffy’s first “kill” was on Rosh Hashanah, although she was still taunting her pray when we left the house and therefore the “kill” remains unconfirmed. But today’s – what a treat.
I think we’ll serve fish for dinner, unless someone can suggest something better.
1 comment November 4th, 2008
The mice are running rampant in my house – or at least they were.
Mice were in the walls, behind the stove, under the fridge, in the garage, by the couch – anywhere you would expect mice to be – they were there.
We tried professionals – they were useless. The “professionals” blocked up holes and within a day the mice made new ones.
We tried poison – the mice ate the poison and became immune.
We tried traps (glue, old fashioned snap-the-head-off traps, plastic hut traps) – the mice avoided them.
I watched the mice, found their points of entry and then set traps in those spots (anticipating a massacre) – the mice emerged unscathed. We even found traps unsnapped with the bait gone.
Enter Fluffy.
Fluffy lives for the hunt. Her instinct is to attack and kill. She dreams about blood and mouse flesh in her teeth.
The mice are aware of this new predator in their midst and they run in fear. Yes, you can still hear the occasional scurrying in the walls, but gone are the brave forays into the kitchen or out into the open space of the living room (and I suspect even the scurrying will soon come to an end).
Fluffy is still in training. She hones her skills attacking plastic bags, shoelaces, and children. But her killer instincts are apparent to all and I almost pity the first mouse to cross her path.
4 comments July 29th, 2008
I guess I must really be a Bostonian now. Why? Because I grew up in New Jersey and always rooted for the Giants. They were my team – you know, LT, Phil Simms, Leonard Marshall, little Joe Morris – they were awesome and I was loyal – I stuck with them through the dark Ray Handley days and everything.
Once I moved to Boston, I kept my soft spot for the Giants, but I was able to justify liking the Pats because Bill Belichick had been the defensive coach for the Giants in the 80’s and through the 1991 Super Bowl.
But I was bummed on Sunday – how did that happen? How did I get to be so “Boston”?
Add comment February 5th, 2008
An era has come and gone – we got rid of the couch. For those of you who have been to our house, and witnessed the slow death of the beat-gold thing – this is an auspicious moment indeed.
Remember when it was that huge new monstrosity, dominating much of the living room? And then it faded, and pieces start to fall off, foam was exposed and soon half was gone (“disappeared” by my wife when I was on a trip overseas). The remainder got thinner and thinner, and pieces of gold thread could be sighted around town – my son noticed that parts of our couch are in every significant Jewish building in Boston. Oftentimes parts of the couch would be stuck to my clothes or in my hair. And then the foam, and finally the wood were exposed on the second half – and now it is gone as well – unceremoniously sent away with Tuesday’s trash.
The couch was a generous donation from a wealthy relative, but it was too fragile and couldn’t survive. Good bye old friend – we’ll miss you.
The good news is we got a new toilet.
1 comment September 26th, 2007
This guy is so obviously Jewish.
[Daveed Gartenstein-Ross] began to examine his own spiritual identity after experiencing a couple of brushes with death caused by illness. “That kind of thing can cause spiritual discomfort and make you reevaluate what it is that you’re living for,” he told CNN. A college friend introduced him to Islam and he was intrigued by its peaceful message. “Islam was a very simple faith and as I learned more and more about it, it seemed more and more fascinating to me,” he said.
Obviously, the best place for a nice Jewish boy to find Spirituality is Islam.
He experimented with a radical form of Islam that eventually led him to shun music, reject women’s rights and even refuse to touch dogs because he believed this was “according to God’s will.”
Just as obvious – no Jew could “just be a Muslim,” he had to be a radical one.
And when Islam doesn’t do it, what next?
A year later, he converted to Christianity and was eventually baptized in the Baptist church.
Dude, just be Jewish – it is ok – we won’t make fun of you, really.
1 comment August 19th, 2007
Check this out - it is me (the “Jew”) dancing with an Arab in the west bank. Saving the world one dance at a time. Maybe I should start a new group - Boogie Without Borders or something like that - any suggestions?
2 comments August 7th, 2007
Still another video “script.”
Men, your wife needs to talk.
When she talks, she speaks out her feelings – she sees that you understand her, validate her emotions, and this makes her feel better – it makes her feel very good about you and your relationship.
When she starts talking, she will probably be emotional, and you are probably somehow the cause of her troubles. She will launch into a tirade, filled with wild exaggerations, seemingly directed at you.
Because you are a thickheaded half-monkey (i.e. the typical male), your giant (yet fragile) ego will be bruised, you will get defensive, and your most natural instinct will be to speak up and defend yourself.
WATCH OUT – this is a trap!
Keep your mouth shut, at all costs, don’t say anything – anything you do or say can and WILL be used against you.
Let her talk. Smile, be concerned, empathetic, understanding – and listen to her. Let her know you are listening by saying “Umm” “Uh huh” “Oh really” “Did she really say that?” “I am sorry, that must have really upset you” at points along the way.
When she is done, she will feel good, she got it all out and she knows that you care and understand. She will thank you for being a great husband, a good listener, kind, understanding, and exactly what she needs.
Your only job is to sit on your hands, bite your tongue, let her talk, and don’t be a defensive, stupid male.
3 comments July 19th, 2007