Visit to Hebron
Filed under: General, Immigrant Moments, Israeliness, War
New immigrant from England Leila describes her trip to Hebron, led by an anti-occupation former soldier. Painful stuff.
Idan’s “undelicious” day
Idan muses about the good and the bad, the yin and the yang, the delicious and the undelicious:
Things which are delicious:
* Being married
* Talking about nothing all evening with friends
* Discovering good music and the fun of listening to it for the first time
* When something “just works” unexpectedly, saving you several hours of bashing head into wall
* Finding a particularly great way to phrase something complex
* lists of delicious things (oops, that is recursive)Things which are not delicious:
* Tradesmen (Shiputznikim, Plumbers, et cetera), doubly so when they bork your workday by coming late
* Homophobes who make the distinction of rights-deserving human beings versus gay human beings
* Employers who are careless with how they handle paying/reimbursing you, generating some totally unnecessary crapwork to rectify thingsI had a decidedly undelicious day. :(
… but the bright side of things is that delicious outweighs not- by a 2:1 ratio.
Some people will do anything for their own sukkah
Jameel found photos of a rather, um, creative sukkah in Kiryat Atta, near Haifa.
I feel it necessary to point out that one is not obligated under Jewish law to risk one’s life or limb in order to fulfill Judaism’s dictates.

Just looking at it makes me nervous.
A Woman with a Mission
Yael’s seven cats lead to so many fun blog posts . . . .
I priced getting a professional exterminator in and calculated in the costs and the risks. The exterminator is expensive but there is also the cost of having to board 7 cats for two days and to find someone to keep myself for one of those. The stuff he sprays is highly poisonous to the cats and also very attractive to them and would require a massive cleaning of every surface, nook and cranny before they could be brought back in. It would also have to be repeated again in 6 months. I decided that maybe I can wage an equally effective but less toxic battle myself. Thus when I purchased a vacuum cleaner I went for a more expensive version than what I had planned on getting, but still cheaper than the exterminator. It is called The Animal.
It was just delivered 10 minutes ago and while it is still in box (but ha, not for long) the battle against the dastardly swarming fleas is already underway. The cats are locked in the bedroom. I bought 2 cannisters of flea powder and have liberally saturated sofa, chair cushions, and pet perches. It has been sprinkled behind the refridgerator and under the furniture. I have even sprinkled it on the floors. In another 10 minutes I will begin vacuuming those surfaces. Washable cushions will then be washed. The floor will be scrubbed in hot soapy water (well, I do this everyday at any rate but an even more major scrubbing than usual is in order). When the floors have dried, and the sofa is re-covered, the cats will be released and the flea powder, the Animal and I will take over the bedroom. This is between running out for meetings with students (I have 3 meetings set up this afternoon 2 hours apart). This may actually end up being a two-day process. But the fleas, they better just give up and move on out now because this is a battle I intend to win!











