I’d really appreciate it if someones morning schedule started with “IMPORTANT: TELL ELKIE THE WEATHER REPORT.”
clockwise l-r: (1) NAIL ART. It’s something new and something I’m really good at. To date, I have red/black salamander eggs. (2) Bathroom at The Sira. I was hoping to see the usual 70-year-old disc jockey. Nope. (3) Wedding. Chuppah lasted for over three hours. THREE. (4) Snack on Nissim Bachar.
clockwise l-r: (1) Ceramic bowl I gifted. It’s a good one! (2) Peonies that have not yet opened. (3) Map: Battlefields of the Civil War – purchased at a local used book store I used to frequent. (4)
Theater of War, Shuk.
I stepped out for a few days. I believe I spent my time wisely for the most part (there were the few occasional mishaps) and had a terrific time. And here’s the thing about it: I’m happy to be back home!
Photo journal coming soon.
I am trying to find a certain image of a girl sitting at a desk. I need this because I am trying to recreate stationary I made when I was around 8 years old. My brother started this trend and we (my siblings and I) all followed him. There was a girl version and a boy version. The image was highly-pixelated and the top of the page read, in cursive, “From the Desk of Elkie Denebeim.” Instead of using the underscore to make a full line, I used the dash symbol – so tech savvy! These letters were sent to my mostly companions: my siblings. We had a postal service in our home (location: hall closet) and would pick up the mail at least twenty times in one hour. Find it, please.
.איך האב היינט א קוק געטאן אויף דיין בלאג
Sometimes when I see articles posted on any of the websites I frequent, I guess what the article is about and move on to the next article. I’m not such a reader these days, because I am supposed to be working at my paying job. Instead, I give myself a 5 minute break to catch up on the news. It turns into reading all headlines, reading sentences here and there from something that may be interesting, and hardly ever a full article in 3 hours.
I was thinking of trying out veganism. I don’t think that would work out. I have butter in every single one of my meals. BUTTER!
Here’s something else: I have been trying to do research on Wikipedia. It’s a nice site, but I am still deciding on what I want to search. I started reading about Religious Zionism and sinkholes [more about that later].
WikiHow.com says, “Sharks are fearsome predators, but humans are rarely on the menu. In fact, far more humans are killed or injured by dogs, bees, snakes, and a whole host of other animals. Still, sharks can be dangerous, and anyone who ventures into their territory needs to have a healthy respect for these fish. If you’re going to enter waters inhabited by sharks, it’s a good idea to know how to fight off an attack, but it’s even more important to know how to minimize the risk of attack.” And here’s how: Stay out of shark-infested waters. It’s what I’ve been trying to tell you all these years.
I asked my father to help me score an interview with a certain Mr. Herman Wouk. The answer had a “no” in it but an offer to answer the questions himself, to the best of his ability.
Where are you right now? In my books
Where do you feel most at home? Refer to Question 1
What was the last thing you bought? Books
What is your most treasured possession? My books
What’s on your iPod? Audio books
What is your idea of living hell? No books
I grew up in a town surrounded by mountains. This made it quite convenient to go hiking. So, when I was younger, my dad used to take my siblings and me hiking on the San Jacinto Mountains, in Palm Springs. No big deal. I think that ended when I was like eight years old. Since then, I have been on three hikes.
1. Around three years ago, my sister was going for a hike early one morning and I decided to join. (Note: It takes around 15 minutes to get to the actual mountain.) Thirteen minutes in, I passed out at least twice. After reaching over three feet of elevation, I vomited. She will never go hiking with me again.
2. In the beginning of May 2012, a perfect stranger asked if I’d like to join him for a hike. Saying “yes” was probably the biggest mistake I made that day. We hiked close to 7 hours and I almost died. He was kind of acting like an ass**** for most of the time and explaining to me why he thought he was cool. He then went on to explain why Body Odor is gross.
3. A few weeks later, my friend and I decided to go on a day trip. We hitchhiked twenty minutes out of town, and met up with a friend in a nearby village. We started our trek out, but we had to cut it short after my friend slipped and was dangling by a thorn bush. We had lunch in a cave and went home.
And, here’s where I am getting at: I’m thinking of hiking again! If you know of any nice trails near Brooklyn, write! Thanks, guys.