Thursday

Yom Kippur - God Sealing My Verdict

Even though I was born Jewish nearly 43 years ago* I'm still pretty new to being Jewish. I've taken a bit of a honeymoon on catching up with all the laws and customs and stuff (a honeymoon president Barack Obama will not have when everybody's asking "where's my hope and change, nigga?" on January 21).

Says on Wiki that today, Yom Kippur, isn't just a good day to take the B fishing. But I have to "atone." God's "sealing my verdict" today and shit. Final day of the ten days of repentance. Four prayer services.

Jesus! I mean, dang, it's hard being a Jew (and not believing in organized religion (or God) and the like). But, I also see that Rabbi Paul Yedwab of Temple Israel in West Bloomfield, Michigan says I can use the day to refocus (mostly I just wanted to type Yedwab which is Bawdey backwards).

Good for me. Refocus. I'm all about refocus. I'm going to refocus like a motherfucker today. I'monna be all up in focuses shit today. I'll be all opthamological on focus today -- "Is one better; or two?" I'll whip my phoropter around like nobody's business to get the proper focus. I have ideas. I have opinions. I have the goddamn internets to put it on. I witness. I observe. I predict. I protect and serve. I dish it up solid in the bonin' dept. Digression....

Aspect #1 of my refocus is I've decided to start my own business. You know: business license, registered name of company, taxes, accounting, profits and losses. And don't get all "Tyrone sells out" on me. This is America. Business is all about finding ways to take money out of other people's pockets to fill your own. I'll provide "goods and services" but I'm going to eat too. Sushi & crepes. This is an official patriotic act: I'm starting a business in 2008 during The Terrific Depression. Buy now because the prices are only going up from here.

Aspect #2: I like what I do. No. I fucking goddamn love what I do. I work very hard every day and I cannot get enough. I forget to take breaks to eat or shower. I love to work on what I work on. Someday it'll show. I've been pretty productive in the last few years. So if I can declare a loss in the music column and a loss in the photography (sales) column and balance that out with the services column and keep the operating and capital expenses under control. And still eat sushi & crepes.... I call that a great goddamn day in president Barack Obama's America. Represent!

So yes to refocus. But rest? Nope. And the others:
  1. Eating and drinking - No, that's silly, eat when hungry/drink when thirsty
  2. Wearing leather shoes - Sure, i'll wear my hemp Adidas
  3. Bathing/washing - OK
  4. Anointing oneself with perfumes or lotions - Oops! Would have, but too late now.
  5. Sexual relations - Shit. That's every day. What? You had to have seen that coming.
Gut Yontif, my friends. Eat sushi & crepes on me (it's a business expense). [Ed. note: when I write "my friends" to you, I'm "saying" it just like John McCain: thin, raspy, insincere, and with a little racism and a whole lot of dementia]

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* You still have time to use "standard shipping" to ensure your gifts arrive by the 24th. Given these troubling economic times, standard shipping will ensure you can max out your dollars on the gift.