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Wednesday, December 8, 2004

Getting Presents For Eight Days? Sweet!

I've been home sick all day watching the Food Network and HGTV on cable. My brain has turned to a thin clear ooze and is coming out my nose, I think. Which is just the desired effect, like on Jet Blue flights: "Please anesthetize me for the next six hours so I don't count the minutes between the two coasts."

There was a show on today making angel food cakes for Christmas, Kwaanza, and Hanukkah. Nice gesture, I guess. But these were not so impressive. The hostess stuffed the hole in the middle with whole marshmallows, frosted the cake in an unholy slate blue color, and then decorated the thing with a strand of faux pearls and a faux pearl Star of David on top.

Oy Gevalt! I nearly plotzed. "So this shiksa wants me to serve this for Hanukkah? Does she want the Rabbi to throw me out of the synagog?"

Then I remembered that I'm not Jewish. I think I've been hitting the cough syrup a little too hard. Happy Hanukkah anyway.

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