a brief photo journal of yet another tangentially significant life form.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Pesach, Tentatively.
2 teens who were chopping the marror stuck their heads inside the bowl and took a whif. Their noses didn't return to their normal color til an hour later.
11 comments:
it's so totally cool playing communication tag with you.
hahah
you're IT
the IT
like whatever IT is.
[check ebayish for deeets]
ciao raggaza.
Ummmm ya...
Have a happy and healthy passover (from the floor of mount sini)
That is by no means any indication that, come seder time, the maror will be sharp. I'm typing from experiance.
Hind in the Wind: ya, let's never actually talk to each other. (argh)
CS- Happy one to you too! (from miles away from Mt. Sinai)
Nighttime. The maror that was finely chopped didn't taste like much, but the chunky maror was great! Even the 3rd day.
REGARDS!
N'Hummer.
go hybrid.
eat corn on the cob.
will call.
i am the WORST person on the eastern sea board.
lost phone. found phone. broke phone. new phone.
the modern Dr. Suess.
okay best to the long haired cowboy and keep him away from polynesian hip swingin' females-
mahalo. [even tho' that's hell. think shalom]
ho ho
Did you lose your computer?
aha! found it.
Indeed.
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