Bulletproof Stockings make being Jewish cool. Make being a woman cool. Make being a musician cool. Make being brave cool. Make being human cool.
This is your year-in-review: A retrospective look at how the year 2015 went for the Jews.
Multiple years into our relationship, I still can’t decide whether I love or hate Cards Against Humanity. It’s a pretty basic card game which touts itself as “a party game for horrible people.” If you’ve ever played Apples to Apples, it’s a really inappropriate version of that — a card will ask, “For my...
Chanukah is the last holiday we shared when anything was normal.
From Hasidic questioners to rebellious nuns and priests, limit-pushers within tight-knit groups have a special camaraderie. I'm jealous.
"If I'm living in a dream, possibilities are always endless. In reality, possibilities are only measured by their probability." Rocky on his latest song for the Hevria Sessions.
Would I really rather be mistaken for a Hipster than a Hasid?
Potash Feldspar woke up and looked at the time. There, glowing brighter as the day progressed, the information projected on the closed drapes read 8:01AM. 58 degrees Fahrenheit. Hanetz at 8:45AM. His tired old eyes widened slowly and he rolled over to see his wife lying next to him, still sound asleep. Mr. Feldspar got dressed and put on his watch, which synced effortlessly to the drapes and his vitals came on screen. “Modeh Ani L’fanechah” he began to recite to himself.
I don't know how many more tears these stones can hold.
