I am often a lonely Jew on holidays, Jewish and goyish. It’s a reflection of my failure to develop meaningful relationships.
I’m surrounded by beautiful people yet I starve.
Holidays remind me of what an empty live I’ve constructed for myself.
Most of the other days, I can get so busy that I forget…
Chaim Amalek writes: "What does a Jew like you do on Christmas eve and day? Do you wish your family a happy/merry Christmas? How, if at all, do you acknowledge your family’s celebration of various Christian holidays?"
I was going to go out to a party last night but the older I get, the more loathe I am to leave the house, particularly to some secular party. I no longer have the strength to go out to pick up women. I’d rather get married to a nice Jewish girl.
It was cold and dark and windy last night. That’s my excuse for staying home.
We didn’t celebrate Christmas in my home growing up. We regarded it as pagan.
We didn’t celebrate Easter either.
We didn’t celebrate much beyond the life of the mind.
We had a lot of books.
My family still doesn’t celebrate Christmas. I usually don’t bother sending greetings to anyone, including family. I prefer to listen to Air Supply and sense the rise and fall of my emotions.
God bless the Dallas Cowboys as they embark on their noble journey through the NFL playoffs.
Intellectually I don’t believe in petitionary prayer but with all my heart and soul and might, I’ll be davening with kavannah for the next few weeks.
Joe says:
"Luke at Christmas" was one of the most depressing posts ever. I can’t wait till you start shooting in Grenada Hills.
We should do a live webcast of you getting your foreskin reattached. It’ll be titled, ‘In but not of: Luke Defies Abraham.’ Brad Greenberg can narrate.
