I'm sorry that I set all your Enya tapes on fire

[sovay]

Following the conclusion of break-fast, I splinted the finger spatch had jammed while moving a refrigerator earlier, which I am choosing to take as a commitment to tikkun olam rather than an omen of further injuries in the new year.

My mother had captured the following image of us shortly before. In the absence of remembering the actual subject of discussion, I believe we are starring in a dinner theater of Sweeney Todd.



I had meant to share my current music before the end of the holiday, but nonetheless: by the inimitable Schmekel, the brilliant, Brookyn-based, self-described 100% Certified Trans Jewish punk band of blessed memory, "I'm Sorry, It's Yom Kippur."

To everyone, a healthy year.

Comments

[asakiyume]

Thank you for the good wishes--and also to you!

[sovay]

Thank you for the good wishes--and also to you!

My mother said that normally she wishes people a year of happiness, but . . . I agreed everything's a bit Maslow's hierarchy right now.

[minoanmiss]

Yeah. *wry grin* Also the title of this post made my inner 15 year old gasp in outrage. :D

[sovay]

Also the title of this post made my inner 15 year old gasp in outrage.

It rhymes with "And I'm sorry that I forgot that binders don't go in the dryer!"