By David Herz

Posted on Jun 14, 2024 by in Today

My table got done, but now one of the legs is not in the right place. It stands on top of an outlet I did not take into account. I will move that leg, probably Sunday.

I have this fantastical story about my backpack that has no basis in reality, but it amuses me. It looks like a Jansport, but on closer inspection it is a “Trailmaker.” I fixed it once because a strap had come out. This is much less likely to occur on a JanSport (I just bought one because I could).

My story is that one of the girls of this house wanted a JanSport, and Bruno, maybe Marian, got her this instead. She was appalled, probably cried. Bruno didn't get it, maybe thought she was even being a bit of a bitch when she saw it. “It looks just like one.” I have been using it as my Shabbat bag, since I don't leave my shoes in a box anymore. It ripped again today, nothing critical, but it is shit, and I will retire it late next week.

I need you to ask Trix if she is willing to walk. I don't want to walk seven miles, and neither do you. I further don't want to have to invite ourselves somewhere for Friday night closer to the synagogue, or leave her hosts feeding her both meals, if it is not us.

I did walk fifteen miles over hag, and my feet don't love me. I walked almost half of that in boots. It's such a different walk. I am not used to their weight. I am also more willing to walk into my heel in them. I don't like the heel thing barefoot as I feel it all the way into my head. I don't know how Y stomps about. I probably could have at his age as well. I am going to bed now, and getting up crazy early to pray in Bridgeport. I just want to get an early start to my day.

Lani sent an awesome post today. It used day as a verb. I like that notion.

I am muting more and more on Facebook. I am tired of the Pride shit. I can love the sinner without loving the sin. But I don't have to love the sinner when he elevates the sin to a matter of identity.

I finished “Hello Refugees” today. It is sad. There is no heroism any more. Maybe there are some places where there needs to be a little more pride, mixed with a lot more humility, and a heroic spirit to do better, not just to look like one is.

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