Yeah, so everybody and their Prime Minister is doing the Facebook 25 things post. Incredibly enough I’ve only been tagged once or twice. For the first several days, I thought “is something wrong with my account?” Or “do I just know everything about my friends so they don’t feel the need to tag me?” Or “man, I really need to stop using Facebook.”
After considering it for roughly 1.2 seconds, I decided “nope, not doing it.” I exert enough creative energy here, no need to tell the world that I once saw Aerosmith with my mom because she wouldn’t let me go alone and I didn’t know anyone else in town to go with me (despite the fact that she had recently let me spend 9 months in Israel at age 18.) Commenters, feel free to tell the world 24 more things about me. I of course reserve the right to deny it….or delete it….or go into hiding.
Shabbat shalom!
23. This one time in Oslo, I got so sad that I listened to Michael Bolton for 3 days straight while eating a giant bag of Doritos Cool Ranch chips.
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