February 28, 2006

Favorite Things

One of my favorite outfits that I wore when I was young (read in my early 20's) was a red shirt, black skirt and a black cap. Loved the outfit, the feel, the look. Put together, but relaxed. A splash of color, but controlled. The cap was a plain, baseball style cap. The skirt, well I don't remember anything special about it; just plain black, hanging just below the knees, button on the side. Where those two are is anyone's guess. Trash bin somewhere? Is someone else wearing them? I have no idea what happened to them.

But the shirt, the shirt still hangs in my closet. A bit threadbare in spots; one of the buttons needs to be sewn back on, but all the original buttons are still there. Age has softened it; once it was no doubt crisp and bright. Now it is soft, the color faded

It was so common to me, so much a part of my closet that I really didn't think much about it. A great anywhere shirt;perfect for when one didn't know where one would end up. Dressed up, it was nice and appropriate for a dinner in a nice restaurant. I could wear it over or under a sweater, toss on a blazer, put on a more colorful skirt. It held me. I could go from the beach to the museum. That's why I chose it for my suitcase when my parents visited here last year and we all toured Israel together.

A perfect little item.

And I hadn't given it much thought at all, nor did realize how much I enjoyed it till that trip when my cousin fingered it and said "What a lovely shirt!?|?

I thought Oh, this old thing?

And then realized how much this "old thing" did for me.

And realized how much I would miss the shirt when it did finally bite the dust.

Shirts are of course replaceable, and a red button down shirt shouldn't be too difficult to come across...

But it would take twenty years to get it nice and soft and perfect again.

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February 27, 2006

Ho hum My Day (mostly)

Let's see if I can make it exciting....

Worked. Worked. Worked.

Did dishes.

GOT A NEW COUCH!!!! (well, a new used couch. The people we got it from also got a new used couch. Everyone is happy. But we had to lug it home from down the street. Now to get rid of the old couch, which is not give-away-able.)

Worked. Worked. Worked.

Did laundry.

Worked. Worked. Worked.

Fed kittens.

The Monkey came home. Played; two rounds of Go Fish, I Doubt It (aka as LIE) which is not really very exciting with just two people) Gave a bath. Made dinner. Made supper (we are going European/Israeli style here). Bedtime snack. Put the Monkey to bed. (snuggle time). Big kid, aka The Artist was at a birthday party till late.

The Artist is going to bed on the new couch.

I'm reading the SHINING.

Yeah I can sleep after it; but it is a good read.

And the couch is exciting.)

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Yeah I Know this is Late But

Does Bush have brains in his head? What the heck is he thinking letting a foreign entity own the ports? Who gets the planes? The phone system? Saudi Arabia? Maybe he should set up a deal with the Palis; I'm sure it would warm the cockles of their heart to own a piece of the USA.

A foreign entity owning a company in the good ole' USA; food, clothing, sundials etc. is fine. And yeah, Saudi owned, whatever. But control of the ports?????
They should remain under the control of the USA.

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You Really Have to Feel Sorry For This Mom

Sorry she IS a mom. She doesn't deserve the title.

In spite of PA pledges not to incite, an interview broadcast last week featured the mother of Wafa Al-Bas, the 21-year-old Arab woman from Gaza who was arrested at the Erez Crossing in June 2005 wearing a 20-pound (9 kg) bomb under her clothes.

The PA TV interview with Al-Bas' parents, which aired on February 20th, features her mother saying the event was hard for her - not because her daughter was on a suicide mission, but because she was arrested on her way to carry it out.

These children are being raised to become monsters by parents who are monsters. Yet we give them land (which they destroyed), equipment to build themselves up, (destroyed) and we give them passage into our land for jobs, and health care.

All so they can send their kids out to us to kill us. Men, women, elderly, children.
On buses, in schools, in grocery stores and restaurants.

Death(their own, ours, yours)= joys.

They worship death.
How is it possible to make peace?

Yet, there is great fear they may starve if the world does't pay them. So the EU is going to step in and help them pay for their needs, cause they sure don't know how to do it themselves. They are too busy spending the money they have on killing their children and killing us. If they have money to pay for killing is happiness programs they have the money to pay their bills.

Yo! Stop helping them; force them to take care of themselves and maybe mass murder and mayhem will go way down. Or they'll starve themselves and make really bad bombs. One or the other.

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February 24, 2006

Hey, Good Cooking

worthwhile looking
at the recipes for Kosher Carnival II.
(over at meander)


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February 21, 2006

Chicken Soup

Well, the Artist is coughing away. She's got a virus, one that has been making its way around the community. She has been ill since Sunday; really ill. Not the "Oh I get to watch t.v. and read all day" kind of thing, but a fever, and headache, and can't get out of bed sick.

So, in honor of that I present my chicken soup. It is ultra-rich.

2 whole chickens
chicken wings or parts
2 onions
1 carrot
1 zucchinni
1 sweet potato
1 regular potato
1 garlic bulb
Water to the top of the pot.

Skin chickens and steam for 1/2 hour (20 minutes) remove from pot and set aside to cook separtely.

Cut the veggies into medium size parts.
Add the veggies and the rest of the ingredients to the chicken water
Keep cooking.
Cook the whole day.
Add more water as necessary.
You do not need to add pepper or salt (though you can have this at the table)
It is good.

The 2 whole chickens:
Put in a covered baking dish. Mix one container of tomato paste, some garlic, pepper, salt, sliced onions, green peppers, diced. Toss over the chicken with 2 cups of water. Cook and cook till the chicken is soft and the sauce a bit thick. 340 degrees f, 180 celcius.

This is what I do for Shabbat.

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I'm Just Trying to Keep the Country Healthy

Men, if you don't like ties you have a good reason to not wear them. Well, if you are a doctor that is.

Ties can spread superbugs, doctors told

Doctors should stop wearing ties and traditional white coats at work because they might be responsible for spreading deadly hospital superbugs, according to a British report.

The British Medical Association (BMA), which represents 75 per cent of the country's doctors, said ties performed no beneficial function in treating patients and, as they were rarely washed, were a potential bug haven.

In Britain alone, up to 5,000 people every year are killed by hospital infections such as MRSA (methicillin-resistant staphylococcus aureus), costing the state-funded National Health Service as much as STG1 billion ($A2.36 billion) pounds a year, the BMA said.

Washing hands properly was the most important action medical staff could take to help stop the spread of the so-called superbugs.

However other steps, such as doctors abandoning ties and other "functionless" clothing, could also help minimise the risk, said Peter Maguire, deputy chairman of the BMA's board of science.

"Hand-washing, wearing clothes that minimise the spread of infection such as clean, closely woven cotton, and stopping wearing ... functionless clothing such as ties will make a huge difference," Maguire added.

© 2006 AAP

I guess if you are in any other profession you can claim to go tieless in support.

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Whatever Happened To Physics and Literature?

Things aren't so boring for these students.
A bit sarcastic. I suppose I could throw in snide and insipid jokes. But really it makes me so very sad that so many young Muslims have been raised to see themselves as nothing more than a weapon. I fear for my own children and the innocent world wide, but it is downright depressing to think that a generation of Muslims have been raised with such hate, with such a lack of knowledge of how they can really contribute to their people, that they would eagerly raise their hands to become bombs with the same enthusaism as if volunteering for a trip to the Bahamas .

It is depressing that being a bomb outweighs the desire to marry and have children, to write a book, lead an orchestra, develop a new product. Those are dreams.

But to kill oneself and others as a goal? Have they ever really lived?

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February 19, 2006

What the Heck?????

What have these Italian judges been drinking?

Italian judges uphold acquittals for men seeking recruits to fight U.S. troops

ROME - A panel of Italian judges upheld the November acquittals of three North Africans on international terror charges, ruling that recruiting suicide bombers to fight against U.S. soldiers is not terrorism, a lawyer said Thursday.

The verdict by the Milan judges, released Wednesday, echoes an earlier one in the case when a lower court judge ruled the actions of the three men were those of guerrillas, not terrorists.

Government officials condemned the latest ruling. Justice Minister Roberto Castell apologized to the victims of suicide attacks and their relatives, saying “there is in me a great feeling of shame, bitterness and powerlessness.”

Read the article. You can also vote on whether or not you agree with the dimwits I mean judges.


If sucide bombing doesn't fit the definition of terrorism I don't know what does.

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February 17, 2006

Sorry Boys

But I guess you can't talk to us.

A female IDF soldier has been disciplined for talking with a group of girls who criticized soldiers. The incident in question occurred as they rode together on a civilian bus towards Beit El.

Now, if she was beating them she would have been okay.

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February 14, 2006

I Haven't Done This in Awhile

Skip arouond the blogsphere time!
Mostly I have been having an oh so exciting time entering people's names into a data bank. Just a tad better than dishwashing; my hands don't get all dryed out and I can listen to what I want. But data entry has put me off from serious blogsurfing.

I hope to remedy that now.

Here's five places to visit and see:

  has an interesting take on the whole Mohammed cartoon blow up.  I just think it irionic that the way to protest against cartoons that linked Muslims with violence was by being violent.

And QandO Blog gives us a funny quote. Funny/truthful/sad quote.

And Rambling Rhodes finds Dick Cheney's journal. Now we all know what really happened.

I'm a cynic as well If You Will It. But I don't have any faith in man; no politician, no government. Just G-d.

And Meira is right; listen to the interview's with Tova Mordechai. You won't be disappointed.

Me; I'm hoping my computer lasts long enough to post this.

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Who Writes This Dribble?

Better yet who reads it?
So I took a mystery book out of the library. Sounded okay; just a quick fun read with a cooking theme. Cooking themes are popular in mysteries; I guess a lot of cops or cop want-to-bes like to cook; and it is fun reading about foods I've never tried.

This book however, I'd gladly use to stoke the fires.
Yawn and a half.

Of course single, wealthy gorgeous intended victim falls for her cop/protector. The foreplay of misunderstood intentions and feelings lasts all of about five minutes but is kind of dragged on for what I'm assuming is the rest of the book. Of course everyone is too stupid to put together the odd recipes she receives with anything like a code maybe. Fingerprints aren't even discussed.  Mysterious people do things like send her posioned champagne during a cousin's wedding via a little child. Wow.

The writing is about as exciting as mashed potatoes. The set up is like a bad photo of a masterpiece.

Where have all the good writers gone?

I don't mind a fun trashy novel but at least treat me like I've a mind of an adult and not a prepubescent trying to avoid homework.


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February 12, 2006

So I'm Not A Yecci

I cook like this.
Bulgher...okay, got that. Soaked and softened. What's next?
I package of mint.
Nah, that's not enough. I'll add a package and a half.
Some parsley, some cucumbers and tomatoes, onions. Should I use spring or white?
Hmmm....I'll try regular onions this time, and spring onions next time.
The recipe calls for a 1/4 cup of oil.

This looks like about the right amount of oil.
Lemon juice. That's all the lemon juice they want? Who are they cooking for?
There. Mmm, that's a good flavor.
Yep, that's what I want.

Which is why I don't often enter cooking carnivals or the like...
because who can follow my recipes?
I rarely measure.
But if you are like me, here's what you need to make Tabouli:
Bulgher or cracked wheat. Check through for bugs, clean and rinse. If it is a light brown in color you need to soak it in hot water, pale, cold water will do. Soften. Squeeze out extra water,
Mint. Well at least a package!
Parsley, same thing.
Cucumbers...I don't know, is your family a cucumber family or not?
Tomatoes, same thing.
White onions work here...I like that bit of sharpness
Salt...I find that a little heavy on the salt (just a little though) makes a better tasting tabouli , as long as you aren't eating it right away. Dash of pepper.
Lemon juice.
I go a bit easier on the lemon juice and use about a bit more oil. I can always add more lemon juice later.

Mix all together.
Leave stand for at least an hour, but as we have this for Shabbat, and I make it in the morning, it usually stands for a bit longer. Taste and adjust.

You got tabouli.

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February 10, 2006

This Does Sound Like an Intersting Site

I found a message in my mailbox telling me how wonderful a blogger I was (okay, I'm a sucker for such) and asking me to review their site, and if I  liked link to it.. So, having a bit of savvy in me I realized "okay, I'm probably being buttered up, but at least she/he didn't spam me." and went to it.

I haven't had a chance to fully examine the site, but it does look interesting; It takes articles from various newspapers around the world and translates them into English. I like what I am seeing so far.

Please note, as you will read in the "about us" section, that the site doesn't endorse the articles, they are translating, not giving an opinion.

I like what I see so far.

Here's an "about us" explanation.
here's the site.

Let me know what you all think. (And maybe let them know as well!)

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You Haven't Heard From Me Because:

A. I suddenly inherited two billion dollars from an hitherto unknown billionaire for whom I once did a small favor. I am traveling the world and having a grand ole' time chomping down on epicurian delights, sipping the finest Kosher wine avaialable, purchasing fine jewels and silk dresses, hobbnobing with the rich and famous.

B.  Large alien ants have been terrorizing the area. They ate my phone lines.

C.  I've been busy with work and my computer has been giving me problems; slowing down, not able to find pages, in general conking out on me when I need it the most.

Yeah C. though maybe a bit of  B as well. Part of the problem I believe is the phone company. I switched internet providers (for my personal e-mail) and internet access, but still we are having troubles. It can't just be me;  I amd my friends have been having trouble logging into the work site as well. Extremely frustrating to have spent fifteen minutes tracking down a name/phone number/address, and just as I am about to enter it into the system. "Data base error!" (work's end) or "Server Not Found" (our or the phone lines end) or whatever the heck the computer wants to yell at me.

ARGGGGHHH and 1/2.

Although maybe it has been for the better. I don't get to read the news as much and therefore my stomach has been better. Did you see the story of the young boy who almost lost his eye because of the visciousness of the police in Amona?  I am so disheartened. Thanks everyone who has written in with support for our country (and me!)

BTW, if A ever  happens I'll let you know before I leave on my trip and I'll keep you updated on all my antics. With pictures. Hey, with multi-billions I should be able to buy myself another camera, right?

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February 07, 2006


In some Arab country, a man has just dropped his hammer on his toe.

He is cursing Israel.
Because of course it is somehow is the fault of Jews.

Makes about as much sense of as blaming us for the whole Danish blow up.
But of course we get blamed for that.

More blame.
I suppose we operated the limbs and mouths of those who were rampaging as well.

Meanwhile the actions of a "significant proportion of the Muslim populace" underscores the cartoonists implication. Kind of funny if it weren't sad and scary.

"We are not violent!!!" BASH! WHAM!!!

Kind of like a man socking his wife in the eye in front of the cops when she accuses him of abuse.
Unfortunately most of the world seems to be listening to the man and not the woman.

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February 05, 2006

At A Loss for Words

Here and here.
Baruch Dayan Emet, and may Hashem protect the other victims.

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February 03, 2006

See What Our Police are Doing?

Nice  huh? Pick on kids not terrorists; sounds like a good policy. Kadima! Forward towards annihilation!

More here.

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February 01, 2006

In Search of the Holy E-Mail Program

Or at least to find one that sits up and begs at my command.
I am trying to find a free e-mail program that can handle attachments containg adobe files which list things like

The Elephant Lovers Top 300 Best Elephant Logos in the Country.
Sent in three separate e-mails each about five pages long.

So I can find information/verify information like this:

The Putin Factory 345 Thirty-Second St. Newport CT. 000-555-000
And plug it into the system.

I also need to be able to write letters like this:

Dear Boss Lady,

I am afraid that the last file you sent me made it appear that the news article listed was used by the elephants for something other than reading. Could you
please send me the file again?

Thank you,
Rachel Ann

To which she will reply with an

"Oh. Okay."

Now, is that asking too much from an e-mail program?

Ah, but I guess it is.

I don't want to use my regular e-mail as I now have my own work profile on the computer, and I don't want to divide my email up between various boxes. So hmm, was that letter downloaded to my work or personal file?


Here's the rundown on free programs so far:

AIM...Stinks. The one I used and sent her and now I can't get my mail. It has more time problems than an unruly child.

Cashette. Cute. The idea being that spammers pay you. Or you can just set it to not receive spam. It is also suppose to be able to pull e-mails from a variety of other sources so you can consolidate them all in one box. How it does that I'm not certain because I tried to set it up and it doesn't work. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

Cool Toad The first time I tried it (via Opera) I couldn't write a letter; nothing was entering into the text box. I tried all sorts of rich editing stuff. No go. In Firefox I didn't get the rich text box but I did get to write a stupid e-mail to myself. Now it works in Opera but doesn't have the rich text box. Some things I can live without, and if I had never seen it I'd be happy, but now I feel deprived.

mariamail Well I wish I had something nice to say about it, but I can't even register. It keeps popping up with a message, no matter what browser I use "form incomplete. go back". After the fourth or fifth try I was screaming at the computer "YOU IDIOT IT IS FILLED IN CAN'T YOU SEE!!!!" Too bad, sounds like a nice place. They don't allow porn and they check you out to make sure you aren't some nefarious dude with spam or (sometimes and) porn purposes on your mind.

Gawab They have a thing against Israel: I couldn't find Israel on the list of countries on the sign in page. Turns out they are arab based. Yeah, whatever. Off topic but: Do you know there are Arab countries that won't mail to or from Israel? Some allow to, some allow from I suppose some allow neither. How do I know this? I do (or did, I don't have the money to do them much anymore)friendship books, and I've been on lists where, when doing a group swap there are some people who can't be partnered with me. Do follow the link if you don't understand what I'm talking about.

I also have Opera mail, but that just comes with Opera, Thunderbird for normal stuff, two G-mail accounts which I originally set up to get blog mail and when we were having e-mail problems my e-mail groups, but I also get personal mail and some newsletterrs there, My-Way, for blog stuff and radio programs, Yahoo and I've a hotmail account but keep forgetting the password and trying to find a good "strong" password just takes so long forget about it. And somewhere I've a momsworld account, if that still works. Probably they have sent me dozens of threatening messages telling me to delete delete delete but I"m not there to receive it. Ha! on them.

By the end of my foray into my quest I will most likely have more e-mail accounts than anyone else in the world and will still feel unfulfilled in terms of a work e-mail program.

Maybe I'll make it into Guinesse as a consolation prize.

Anyway, I'm looking for a loyal e-mail doggie that will wag its tail for me. Don't need a pure-bred. Just some nice mutt that won't drool or steal my stuff.



Apparently I also have a Care2 mail account.
Yeah I know, I'm a bit ditzy.

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