This guy is totally nuts. Hilarious. He led me to Britney's Guide to Semiconductor Physics

I put a Camden Local Info page on my Wiki.

There was a penguin driving through the desert when something went wrong
with his car, so he pulled into a gas station and asked some one if they
could fix it.

While some one was trying to fix it the penguin went to get an ice cream, it
was a hot day so it melted easily, he come back and the gas station owner
said "you blew a seal" and the penguin wiped his face and said "Oh no, its
only ice cream".

Hadas is having fun with Shlomi in Barcelona. Her parents are with us, which helps a lot. Generaly we're doing fine - and she's doing even better..

She's comming back tonight.

Never could resist a beta. I'm trying out the new blogger.com.

I am reading Defying Hitler by Sebastian Haffner, a personal account of life in Germany between the wars. Trying to explain why people who were fearless in battle were reluctant to stand up for their moral ideals, he quotes Bismarck (loosely translated): "Courage on the battlefield we have in abundance. Civil courage is rare".

Another suicide bombing in Tel-Aviv. FUCK!

I got Kurt Vonegut's God Bless You, Dr. Kevorkian from the local library. Wonderful little book: This morning, thanks to a controlled near-death experience, I was lucky to meet, at the far end of the blue tunnel, a man named Salvatore Biagini. Last July 8th, Mr. Biagini, a retired construction worker, age seventy, suffered a fatal heart attack while rescuing his beloved schnauzer, Teddy, from an assault by an unrestrained pit bull named Chele, in Queens. The pit bull, with no previous record of violence against man or beast, jumped a four-foot fence in order to have at Teddy. Mr. Biagini, an unarmed man with a history of heart trouble, grabbed him, allowing the schnauzer to run away. So the pit bull bit Mr. Biagini in several places and then Mr. Biagini's heart quit beating, never to beat again. I asked this heroic pet lover how it felt to have died for a schnauzer named Teddy. Salvador Biagini was Philosophical. He said it sure as heck beat dying for absolutly nothing in the Viet Nam War.

Pim pointed me to this hilarious page. She was found to be the ferocious rabbit. I am, apparently the black night. Not as flatering, but that's what I got..





Running away? You yellow . . .


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The day before yesterday Gali said that Ipi (her favorite doll) needs shoes. So Itamar jumps up and says "I'll make some for her!" and he did. Simply took some cloth, scissors, thread and needle and did it!

Hadas has finished her Essay!!!

And did a damn good job at it too!

Israel is #28 on the NCES international survay of children's performance in math. Duh!

Yesterday we took the train to Cambridge. Had a great time.
We walked through St. John's, which is beutifull (by the way - you can get in for free from the back, which we didn't). Then we met some friends, and went to Easter service at King's collage chapel. Hadas & Itamar had already been to Xmas service, so they knew what to expect, but I was bewildered by the sight of grown men walking around in funny robes, holding funny thingies in their hands and looking absoloutly serious about it. I mean, sunday afternoon - don't you rather have a pint on the river bank?
For a finale, we did some Punting. Too bad we didn't read the instructions first. I nearly ran over an inoccent goose, and Noam actualy managed to fall off the boat. Apparently, after you do that, you have to tackle the tricky job of getting back into the punt, and then figure out a way to re-unite with your pole. Must have been a great treat for whoever was looking out of the pub window, too bad we were too far down the river to see it.
Nevertheless, it was great fun, and by the end of the hour I was good enough to hassle tourists on the bridge.

Pim has complined that I don't update my blog that much lately. Well, true.
I realized that its looking too much like the manifsto, and I didn't like that.
See, the problem is that I'm hesitant about blogging the juicy bits of my life, lest the objects of discussion will read and be offended. On the other hand, what's the point of a peep show if you're not going to take you knickers off?

So - any tips?

Well, there's an American objector, joining the three brits. I Wonder if more will follow..

Did some good

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This weeks Doch Amin had a nice story about a guerilla sticker attack at the US senate cafeteria.

Well, if you read the page to the bottom, it turns out that this is another satire.
I mailed Ido Amin about this, and we had a good laugh. Its really not his fault, and the story is good enough, true or false.
But I wonder how many people have already forwarded his mail as the gospel. Why don't people verify their stories? All it takes is a minute on google. Imagine how much trash we would be spared!

Tamar, Nestor and the kids are with us this week (and slightly more).
On Sunday we're all going to hear Sophie play Gamelan!

Next weekend, we're going to Bangor.

Damn office phone decided it doesn't do outside calls again. And I really need to talk to Hadas. Well, lucky Michael's online in Israel:

[6:26 PM]<yishaym> hi

[6:33 PM]<yishaym> hello?

[6:36 PM]<Michael Keren> Hi Hello! Been away in the salon, haveing dinner.

[6:37 PM]<yishaym> can u call Hadas & ask her to call me? my phone doesn't do outside calls all of a sudden

[6:41 PM]<Michael Keren> calling. first fikshush: they are out shopping

[6:42 PM]<Michael Keren> trying the alchu. no response. response: horaot transferred.

[6:43 PM]<yishaym> thanks! she just called me.

 

[6:47 PM]<Michael Keren>As they say, the shortest way bw two points is the ... line

From Michael Moore's site:

With all this war going on, I just keep thinking about Marilyn Manson's interview on Micheal Moore's Bowling for Columbine. Just one sentence keeps echoing in my head:

Its all about fear and consumption

Its all about fear and consumption.

Ronit Yoeli-Tlalim met me me at Gali's nursery yesterday, and brought me a flyer for the screening of Asher's new film at the Jewish Art Festival. Since Yonathan, Gali's mate, is one of the main actors in the film, I think we should go..

Why ostriches don't fly the Iraqi skies

Iraq claims that a 70 year old farmer downed an American Apache.

Poor Hadas had to stay home yesterday morning, planning the nursery playground for Itamar's school. We went BnB hunting: some friends are coming over, and we need a place to put them.

We heard of this place near camden square, but didn't have their phone number. I decided to look for it, based on a general location & general description. and we found it. Beutiful house, english adaptation of Japanese style, with a parot as big as a horse guarding the front door (well, not really guarding - but you can't miss it).
Unfortunatly, they were booked. So, we asked them for the shortest way to the Canal - not too happy to go back down ugly Camden Road.

After streaching our legs in Camden sq.'s charming little park, we followed the BnB owner's advice, which took us down one of the areas hidden gems and into St. Pancras way. Right after the rail bridge, and before the canal we came across Camden Garden Centre which looked like the right place to buy some color for our "garden", had we the time. It's also apparently a charity, helping unemployed, so all the more reason to buy there. The nice (albeit rundown) playground behind it was not, however, something we could ignore.

Although not the best part of the canal, its still better than Camden road, and arriving at the lock from an unusual angle was a treat.

Our friends Lilian and Noam got married yesterday. They had the wedding at Frederick's, a Very posh restaurant in posh Islington.
The food was great, the company good, the music was too: all the kids danced strait through the main course. One thing which I'll have to get used to is the speaches. When I told this to Sophie, and Gordon, they asked: "don't you have speaches in Israeli weddings?"
Well, occasionaly the bridesgroom or his dad will get up and say how nice it was of you all to come, but that will never stop people from queing at the cakes table!
Anyway, it was a lovely wedding. Pitty we had to leave before the pudding (aka deserts). Gali was most disappointed to leave: she would have danced the night away if she had her way..

John Baumann, the guy that sent me Mark Twain's War Prayer, pointed me to a collection of Mark Twain's anti-war writtings.

Some ideas of How you can protest Rachel's killing.