Mission Accomplished
Due to an odd sequence of unanticipated yet fortunate events, in order to not starve to death, and more generally, symbolically save the entire Jewish race Leah and I worked the door at a rave from midnight until 2 am this morning. (Which was, for me, considerably more fun than the rave would have been; it was pretty freakin' loud in there. And I ( Read more... )
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The ransomer of the afikomen at the seder we attended this year demanded that the seder participants contribute to the Burning Man fundraiser rave she was planning. And since we cannot finish dinner until the afikomen is ransomed, we were over a barrel. And since the afikomen is symbolic of the coming of the messiah, the messiah cannot come until the afikomen is ransomed, which means the Jews cannot be saved.
The ironic thing of course is that both the ransomer and I were the only members of the goyish faith at the seder in the first place. Like I said, funny how life turns out.
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That sounds wicked fun.
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