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Seedy cruise ship

I habitually avoid enterprises that charge for water, as all cruise ships do. In fact, having heard the expression "cruise ship prices" this doesn’t really surprise. Sounds awful. Especially the lack of soda pop machines. How declasse can you get?

Via Simply Jews.

Leaving The Alamo

My self-published book of short stories, available for free in pdf in the upper part of the sidebar on the blog’s main page, or for a mere eleven bucks in paperbook at the link above it, has a new fan. Lucky for me, he even posted an appreciation on his own blog. Thank you.

Seven Things I Love

Snoopy The Goon says he’s tagged me and I have to tag seven others in this venerable blogospheric game. It’s a new one for me, but I’m honored to try.

I’ll try not to make it too, too sentimental. Inject a little humor here and there, if possible. Here goes. And, except for No. 1 and No. 2, not necessarily in this order.

1) The Creator of the Universe. Who made a few big mistakes here and there, but I know he/she/it tries. And needs all the help he/she/it can get–whether that’s in any accepted theology or not.

2) Mr. Boy and Mrs. Charm and the rest of the clan, kith as well as kin.

3) A good night’s sleep. Sometimes hard to come by in increasing old age.

4) A good read. Fiction or non-fiction, book or blog post or media article, it doesn’t matter.

5) Sitting on the condo balcony at Port Aransas at night every summer watching the twinkling lights on the offshore oil rigs. Just thinking about all that non-Saudi oil makes me happy, even if I don’t own a well.

6) Texas. Anywhere (even Houston). Anytime. Rain or shine. Drought or flood.

7) Writing. Anything. I’m presently embarked on a book of Texana, though the research is not going well. A recently completed Civil War novel is piling up the rejection slips. But I’ll keep querying agents, and probably try another one of those before long.

And now, as Mr. Goon says, to the victims: Scott Chafin, CGHill, Alan Sullivan, John Salmon, whose comments I can never get to work, so I’ll link this and, maybe, he’ll see it, JD Allen, MK Freeberg, whose WordPress comment thingie on "the blog no one ever reads (except me)," keeps rejecting me, so I’ll try another link he might see, and Akaky Bashmachkin.

Vanities

Mr. Boy went off to four weeks of day camp at the JCC this morning. He rebuffed Mrs. Charm’s offer to help him find his group at the flag raising. Being a rising fourth grader he’s too big for nanny stuff. He was looking forward to a hot game of Ga-ga, an Israeli form of dodge ball. With a forecast high of 102, it definitely will be hot.

Meanwhile, I was honored to have two posts linked in the new Haveil Havalim, a carnival of Jewish blog posts founded way back when by Soccer Dad. It is, appropriately, the Hot and Humid Edition. Haveil Havalim means Vanity of Vanities, a reference to King Solomon’s discovery that materialism for its own sake is a dead end. Or something like that.

Hamas: Taking their children to work

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Not just one special day each year, but every day. You can’t fire a rocket at a daycare center without one.

Via Simply Jews.

Enema of the people

Apparently, this is intended as a monument to enlightened health care, something, for that matter, that any small Texas chamber of commerce might like as a tourist draw. Well, maybe. But it might actually be a message Czar Pooti Poot is trying to send to the world–after his rape of Georgia–about what he and his sock-puppet president have in mind for the rest of us.

Via Simply Jews.

Israel is safer than you think

Wright, Farrakhan, Carter, et al, notwithstanding, Israel is doing quite well, thank you very much.

Via Simply Jews