December 2005
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I Promise this is the Last Post on ABBA Until I start drinking again I am writing about post-Holocaust Yiddish theater and listening to ABBA’s “Take a Chance on Me”. When Anni-Frid sang “my love is strong enough to last when things are rough,” I don’t think that she was talking about Jozef Szajna’s Replika. Like an overly-friendly pre-teen girl who eats...
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I’ll Have The Eggnog With A Side of Vicodin, Please For those of you wondering where I ran off to, I’m writing to assure you that I have not, in fact, moved on to higher planes. I did, however, spend finals week in the hospital having surgery to remove an abscess on my tail bone, another lovely symptom of Crohn’s disease. I am currently on medical leave until next semester, and...
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Self-Portrait Sunday Bring it on, Chrismukkah!
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Back that Thang Up What happens when you unexpectedly throw your back out and you’ve somehow managed to frivolously waste all of the painkillers you had stored up from your last trip to surgery land? You lay in bed for hours at a time moaning about the pathetic state of your existence. Why did you let your significant other fly across the country when he could be here, picking things up off...
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Self-Portrait Sunday While I do not strongly identify with the structure below, you do know of my intense fear towards such chilly figures. That said, I admire any man who can maintain such enthusiasm during the first snow of the season. Note that the implied organ was ingeniously constructed out of an icicle. They don’t call us the Seven Sisters for nothing.