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[sovay]

A new record this year: of slightly more than a hundred hamantashn made this evening by my mother and myself, only three unfolded and bubbled out while baking. We ate the evidence anyway. And also some non-evidence. In addition to the traditional flavors of apricot, poppy seed, and prune, this year we tried a raspberry filling, which produces an effect not unpleasantly like a jam donut.

Having just heard Momus' "I Was a Maoist Intellectual" for the first time, I thought maybe I was over-reading the line about the hotel doorman as a shout-out to Murnau's Der letzte Mann (1924), but then I saw that his second most recent album is heavily inspired by Pasolini, so I stopped worrying.

My headache levels were within endurable limits today, which is why I suppose I found out that my credit card information has been hacked.

Comments

[a_reasonable_man]

I'm happy about the hamantashn, glad that your headache is less, and upset about your credit card being hacked. I've got a long-standing plan to meet with a friend, who says she can help me freeze my credit, to protect me from similar hacks. (I've been baffled by the process.)

[sovay]

I'm happy about the hamantashn, glad that your headache is less, and upset about your credit card being hacked.

Thank you. The hacking is a comparably small disaster, but I really didn't ask for it.

I've got a long-standing plan to meet with a friend, who says she can help me freeze my credit, to protect me from similar hacks. (I've been baffled by the process.)

If it permits you to control your own data rather than having it scraped by spammers and frauds, I say go for it. I'm glad you have someone to help.