Tag: birthday

  • Remember the Sunday Brunch and Keep It Holy

    In a wonderful confluence of happy coincidences, today I discovered that I was born in the Year of the Chopped Liver. What, you didn’t know there’s a Jewish Zodiac? Well, let me tell you: there is. And it’s awesome. Let’s set the Wayback Machine all the way back to this morning, when I glanced at…

  • Starting the new year with a surprise

    Now that the surprise has been sprung, I can reveal the details and dispense with the mystery. This morning I posted a new year’s greeting on Facebook from “an undisclosed location,” predictably prompting some of my friends to make veiled (or not-so-veiled) Dick Cheney jokes, which is what I expected. I couldn’t be more specific,…