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Shavuot turned out pretty well.
Thursday night there were 6 of us at dinner, including![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
queue and tigerbright. There was much discussion of a company (that I nominally have an evening job with) being slashdotted. And some discussion of Copenhagen. Also a decent amount of silliness.... my favorite phrase of the evening was "underwire tofu."
Friday I went to shul for the first time in far too long. I made it on time, and davening was pretty nice. I was pleased to find someone I knew as an undergrad who is now at Penn in "dead middle eastern languages" was visiting... with a gf in tow (he didn't date in college). And he lead shacharit (and hallel), and it was good. I always forget that kriyat hatorah on Shavuot is preceded by Akdamut, a mysterious Aramaic poem, rather long and confusing (to me, anyway). Its mere presence is odd to me. And I always am happy to be at duchaning during musaf. One tiny unpleasantness: I managed to have a small nosebleed, and I don't know why. I'm hoping it's just random dumb luck... The kiddush was meager, but the chat was fun. A stop at home to make sure the windows were closed, then on to the BBQ for lunch. Mmmm, hamburgers and other roast beast. Favorite quote: "The yahrtzeit candle is in the old man's grill." I got to talk with some people I haven't seen in ages, and ended up being one of the last people there, so was invited to play Settlers. I ended up just watching, and helping the hostess play while she cooked. Oh, and I found out she defended last Monday: she's got her doctorate now! Home to get the last things done before Shabbat, and have a quiet dinner at home (spicy meatloaf).
Shabbat morning, despite the loud calls from my bed, I again made it to shul. Unforturnately, davening wasn't nearly so competent. In fact, it was pretty bad. At least the guy who read Ruth did a good job, but the rest left me annoyed. Big fleishig kiddush, then to a very traditional cholent lunch, where I raised the average age of the people there significantly... At least I knew most of the people. Still, felt a bit like a fish out of water. A quiet afternoon, evening.
Today, I got to see spelt flour in action. I got to play Boggle and Lost Cities (losing rather spectacularly), then later on, a new (to me) game, Tigris and Euphrates. It seems fun, though it'll be easier to play a game of reasonable length now that I'm familiar with the rules (and got to try some wonderful chocolate milk!) I saw "Bedknobs and Broomsticks" on DVD, and it is *so not like* the book, I'm rather at a loss how they got from one to the other. One or 2 key ideas made the cut, and that's about it.
I'm sure I'm missing some stuff, and I'm far too tired to remember what... maybe I'll end up editing this tomorrow
Thursday night there were 6 of us at dinner, including
queue and tigerbright. There was much discussion of a company (that I nominally have an evening job with) being slashdotted. And some discussion of Copenhagen. Also a decent amount of silliness.... my favorite phrase of the evening was "underwire tofu."Friday I went to shul for the first time in far too long. I made it on time, and davening was pretty nice. I was pleased to find someone I knew as an undergrad who is now at Penn in "dead middle eastern languages" was visiting... with a gf in tow (he didn't date in college). And he lead shacharit (and hallel), and it was good. I always forget that kriyat hatorah on Shavuot is preceded by Akdamut, a mysterious Aramaic poem, rather long and confusing (to me, anyway). Its mere presence is odd to me. And I always am happy to be at duchaning during musaf. One tiny unpleasantness: I managed to have a small nosebleed, and I don't know why. I'm hoping it's just random dumb luck... The kiddush was meager, but the chat was fun. A stop at home to make sure the windows were closed, then on to the BBQ for lunch. Mmmm, hamburgers and other roast beast. Favorite quote: "The yahrtzeit candle is in the old man's grill." I got to talk with some people I haven't seen in ages, and ended up being one of the last people there, so was invited to play Settlers. I ended up just watching, and helping the hostess play while she cooked. Oh, and I found out she defended last Monday: she's got her doctorate now! Home to get the last things done before Shabbat, and have a quiet dinner at home (spicy meatloaf).
Shabbat morning, despite the loud calls from my bed, I again made it to shul. Unforturnately, davening wasn't nearly so competent. In fact, it was pretty bad. At least the guy who read Ruth did a good job, but the rest left me annoyed. Big fleishig kiddush, then to a very traditional cholent lunch, where I raised the average age of the people there significantly... At least I knew most of the people. Still, felt a bit like a fish out of water. A quiet afternoon, evening.
Today, I got to see spelt flour in action. I got to play Boggle and Lost Cities (losing rather spectacularly), then later on, a new (to me) game, Tigris and Euphrates. It seems fun, though it'll be easier to play a game of reasonable length now that I'm familiar with the rules (and got to try some wonderful chocolate milk!) I saw "Bedknobs and Broomsticks" on DVD, and it is *so not like* the book, I'm rather at a loss how they got from one to the other. One or 2 key ideas made the cut, and that's about it.
I'm sure I'm missing some stuff, and I'm far too tired to remember what... maybe I'll end up editing this tomorrow