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one can just try to get into his head....what is up there. Why didnt he steal the money, and then play ROBIN HOOD...do something good with some of it. Instead of stealing from Spielbergs Childrens Cancer fund...do nate to it. Give money to St Judes. Cure a few diseases. Have Bernie Madoff Memorial AIds Clinics. OPen Soup Kitchens. Homeless shelters. There could have been hundreds of charities that could have been helped. He certainly couldnt spend 90,000,000 dollars. Lets say it in words. Ninety THOUSAND, million dollars. Where is it? Well, the people did get their interest each year I think......its just the principal he stole.
I think he should be exposed to various diseases and used as a human guinea pig...his wife and children, should be tortured in front of him.....maybe a little guilt might show..And according to some....RUTH is the leader of the pack. They all knew......
I do not remember getting up early in the morning to wrote the above blog...it stated that I wrote it at around 6:30....and then I went back to sleep. Now, I heard of sleep walking, sleep eating, and even people going for walks outside the house and driving the car while sleeping, but sleep blogging...? Maybe I invented an entire new concept. Maybe there will be a Pulitzer prize for those who write the best blog while asleep>...
Well now, the day is over, and the next day has begun We are now 8 minutes into SUNDAY...I just finished playing around with Facebook, which led me to YOU TUBE and an adventure of very fun TV commericals and MAD TV excepts....which made me laugh out loud....and made me smile....which lately, doesnt happen as much as in the past.
Brad Boles, who is the Producer...or Host of REAL HOUSEWIVES OF NYC, a TV show, of the reality type.....with the premise of a bunch of vicious bitches...that have adventures and Brad puts them in their places........Brad came into the store a few days ago and became a customer..First in MAHWAH, where he and Glen became friendly, and then Glen sent him to HOHOKUS, where he went wild, like a kid in a candy store.....he is not only a TV personality, but deals in Antiques, and is an Interior Designer........t oday he returned with an entourage....browsed some more, ...The lady in the MINISKIRT(check out photos of all of us..if I can figure out how to get them oonto the blog) bought a fabulous photo...from an exhibit my PHOTOGRAPHER MARY Durante Wherhahn...We are building the exhibt of "ethnic" photos...oilpaintings and other works of art.....The other lady....in the photo, is a MORROACAN JEW who moved to ISrael, and now to the USA...and teaches Morroccon Cooking....and we will have cooking classes soon at GRANNYS.... With the Art exhibits, poetry readings , cooking classes...political meetings...I have been trying to turn GRANNYS into a cultural center as well as a business. We should have tables and chairs, musical recitals, serve free wine...and make GRANNYS like a hangout in Paris for all the artistic people...bohemians, and wild ones...at the turn of the Century.

ThursdayMadoffDay

So Bernie is going to jail. They say he might get 150 years, which by my quick calculations, would make him about 225 years old when he is released. Our criminal justice system and government makes as much sense as a Murderer who has killed his parents, asking for leniency because he is an ORPHAN. Our government, up till now for the past many years, must have been run by Dr Seuss and his bandofmerry cartoons.
The wake of the Madoff Sunami, has resulted in several suicides worldwide, and the destruction of many lives, and life savings. I am wondering in the scheme of things, if death is result of his actions, would the present holy spirit, God, or what ever runs this insane universe judge him as a thief or murderer or both.
Somehow, I put on my judging hat to try to decide whether is is worse to cheat worth wihle charities and organizations...like the HAddassah,Ellie Weisels Hollocaust Foundation and others. I personaly think that this man should endure torture.. Mental and physical pain both, becuase this is what he inflicted on so many others. My stance as a liberal ends here. Bring on Waterboarding, and speeches made by George W MORONBUSH, programs by Matha Stewart, fingernail removals, eye piercing, anal probes, and other creative torture that can be administered by the VILLAGE PEOPLE, who no longer cut records.
His sparce food whould be maggot infested

PurminSchnurim

Yesterday I had fun, as if fun was something that had been eliminated from life. FUN had been replaced by mostly work, and noshing, before, after or during WORk. I had been invited by one of my most wonderful customers, The Resnicks...who, had been summoned by "higher powers" a few years ago, when I prayed to this higher power, to send me a DR who would treat one of my female friends.....for free, becuase she didnt have any insurance or that green stuff with pictures of presidents or dead statements who used to fly a kite.
As I drifted off to sleep, why in the state of not being awake, and not exactly sleeping....I actually thought I heard a voice say "Ok, I will send someone" Now if the voice was wishful thinking, in my head, or in the room.... who knows. This is what happened.
The next morning, almost exactly at ten am, a nice looking man in a black suit and a yarmulka entered GRANNYS ATTIC. He had an infectious smile and said, "I was passing here on the way to the hospital and saw your sign and had to stop and come in.
"ARE YOU SICK>? I asked? :"No" he said, "would you belive I am a Doctor?"
Yes(coninuted here: I belive it......and what kind of Dr are you I asked?: as he adjusted his yarmulka... "I am a gynocologist, specializing in Oncology" Immediately I choked upped...because, translated into laymans terms,....he is a womans dr, who specializes in cancer... The exact type of Dr I had prayed for , only hours before.,..that should immediatley appear, like a geni!
My response was, "WOW, he sure works fast doesnt he"? The Dr looked puzzeled and looked at me with very serious eyes,,,,,"WHO WORKS FAST?" "The Guy Upstairs...as you would said "HASHEM" (refering to GOD" I then explained what I had prayed for the night before....and the story....and I said, to fullfil the prayer, I would need for you to accept her as a patient for free. She has no money , she is ill and swcared to death.. "SEND HER IN" was the reply. My eyes immediately filled with salty liquid...part in happiness, part for the goodness of this man, and the third part, was maybe I actually made contact.....with a higher consciousness. Who knows?
I thanked him so much, blessed him and told him what ever he needs in my store...shouuld the occasion arise, I would really take care of him...with nice discounts...and it came to pass, that he and his wife became excellent customers, furnished his office and home from GRANNYS..
The second blessing from the Resnick family, was a gift package of food sent back for me, when the boys delivered things to their home. To me, sending food from a holiday dinner is a very fine and spiritual gift. A gift that one consumes and actually becomes part of you...
The Resnicks, when they come to visit, always radiates such warmth. Their very presence is uplifting. When their speak of their children, they speak with suck love, that some of it just has to enter ones own soul. And they speak of their religion with the same love, and even though I am not the least bit religious...I am spiritual....and spiritual people gain strenght from people who have a love of life and other people....
The Resnicks invite me for Purim... Purim is a holiday that celebrates the tripumph of survival of the JEWS in Ancient PERSIA. The KING, after killing his wife Queen VASHTI, for disobeying him (he wanted her to parade around before his court and people NAKED) She was the Daughter of King Nebuchanezer...and felt she was above being reduced to a play thing for her husband...she refused...and the KING ACHASCHERVOUS had her killed. He then put out a decree that all women(wives) must obey their husbands. Now go back a few thousand years....in Semetic culture..WIves had to obey their husband....by social order...not by the decree of a KING..so the people in PERSIA thought the king was crazy.
Eventually, the KING MARRIED A Jewish woman named Esther....(The book of Ester is part of the bible.) They said she was drop dead gorgeous....and probably very good in bed....Soon after the marrige, the Kings Priminister...named HAMMAN, was pissed off becuase he wanted the king to marry his daughter (the one with the mustache, one large eyebrow, teeth missing in front(they didnt have orthodontists in those days)..so this evil HAMMAN, had the King sign a decree that all JEWS in PErsian should be killed....(including the Queen Ester)...Well the people really didnt pay attention to him becuase they thought he was crazy from the decree about wives obeying the husband... Ester probably gave the king a good stchoop and some head, and convinced the KING to get rid of HAMMAN and not the JEWS. The KING listen to Ester, and HAMMA was either killed or run out of the country with his ugly daughter...and the JEWs rejoiced. Now this story became the story of PURIM. and it was written down on a special scroll...which is read every PURIM.... and its called the MIGILLAH. (as in dont make such a big Magilla out of everything" Everytime in the story of PURIM, that the name HAMMAN is mentioned, the children used a noice make and make a lit of noice with it , like those gadgets on NEW YEARS EVE....
Hamman used to wear of tri-cornered hat. And in his memory, The woman started baking triangular pastries with prune jelly in the middle....and these were called
HUMENTASHEN (or HAMMAN;s HAT)..and these have been brought down to modern times..where you can find them in almost any bakery or Greek diner...Like many Jewish hedonists, my favorite holiday of the Jewish year is & has
always been Purim, the Jewish Mardi Gras. Halloween with Humentashen. The
Purim Story, the Book of Esther, also called the Megillah, is filled with
sex, seduction, exhibitionism, sexual harrassment, sexual teasing, feasts,
parties, political intrigue, the awful spectre of genocide, lots of post-op
transsexuals (eunuchs), & Esther--a shrewdly sexual heroine who rescues her
people from a fate worse than Bosnia, armed with nothing but her smarts &
her sex appeal. It's an incredible story. According to archaeological
findings, it's probably also a true story. It's also an extremely relevant
story in light of all the inter-ethnic, interracial, inter-religious
violence going on in the Middle East, the Balkans, Africa, & right here at
home.

So I'm taking a moment to tell you my own erotic exotic version of the Purim
Story, and if you'd like to take a moment to read it, please continue. You
might want to grab your Bible, so you can check out the source (the Book of
Esther is right between Nehemiah & Job). Grab your vibrator too. Grab your
sweetheart. Grab yourself. Enjoy.

The Story of Esther begins with a great feast, the climactic week-long
banquet in a festival that's lasted 180 days--that 's 6 months of partying
(& we think if we go all weekend, we're being decadent). King Ahasuerus,
who rules 127 provinces from India to Ethiopia, is the man behind this
Mother of All Parties, filled with lots of eating, drinking & carousing, as
the best Old Testament parties are. And "on the 7th day," says the Bible,
"the king, merry with wine" calls for his wife, Vashti, "with her royal
crown, in order to show the people & the princes her beauty".

Now in Hebrew School, I learned "with her royal crown" really means "wearing
nothing but her royal crown." See, I said this was a sexy story. But Vashti
is feeling prissy & refuses to parade her naked self before the king & his
royal party animals. If she could've sued him for sexual harrassment, she
would've, but they didn't have lawsuits back then; they didn't even have
lawyers then, tho they did have Judges, of course.

So the king kicks Vashti out of the palace; some translations say she's
executed which, I always thought, was a rather drastic punishment for
refusal to strip at a drunken party, but I also never sympathized with
Vashti, a sex-phobic prude with no zest for exhibitionism (one of my
favorite fetishes; also Ahasuerus'--the horny old despot.

Now, with Vashti, the Mother of All Party-Poopers, out of the picture,
Ahasuerus needs a new queen--a virgin. They were into that then--the virgin
fetish. A lot of guys are still into the virgin fetish, until they have to
deal with a real virgin. My advice to Virgin Fetishists: Get a nice
experienced lover who likes to pretend she's a virgin, & you'll have great
virgin-style sex, probably better than sex with a real virgin.

But, Ahasuerus doesn't have me or anyone else as a sex therapist (they
didn't have sex therapists back then either), & he wants a virgin. So he
holds a Greater Babylonia Beauty Contest where all the hottest virgins in
his kingdom compete to be queen. There they were, rows & rows of jailbait,
all decked out, panting to be picked...

I remember getting all decked out to compete in a Hebrew School Esther
contest. Winning & getting to play Esther was the height of my prepubescent
exhibitionism. Too bad the kid playing Ahasuerus was two years younger &
five inches shorter than me...

Anyway back to the Bible: Enter Mordecai the Jew, who enters his teenage
cousin Esther into Ahasuerus' virgin contest, encouraging her to bat her
lovely virgin eyes, but keep a lid on being Jewish. Even in these days
before Michael Milken, it was not cool. It's never totally cool to be
Jewish; non-Jews are always suspicious of Jews. Actually, everybody's
suspicious of somebody; that's one reason I'm telling this story. So
Esther's Jewish, tho she's no JAP. She's pretty down-to-earth, but she's
hot, she's "comely" as the Bible says, & the king gets all excited just
looking at her, & he gives her a prime position in the royal harem, where
she's bathed & beautified with ointments & perfumes for six months (hey,
those Babylonians out-Japped the Japs).

Then Esther "goes in unto" the king. That's the Bible's way of saying they
have sex. And she gives him the best head he's ever gotten in his life.
(Just kidding; the Bible doesn't say she gives him head; I'm doing a little
free interpretation here. But hey, Ahasuerus falls madly in love with her
after just one night, so I figure it must have been a hot night).

Anyway...he crowns Esther queen, & holds another big bash. The Bible's
pretty coy about exactly what Esther does there, but I bet at some point,
she strips down to her crown. I mean, that's the king's fetish, & Vashti's
downfall...so...I can just see Esther belly-dancing naked on a pedestal
above crowds of drunken revellers drooling at her comeliness. Go Esther!
But make no mistake: Esther's go go, but she's no bimbo...She's about to
get into some heavy stuff...

See, all this time, Mordecai's been hanging around outside the harem (can
you blame him?) & he discovers two eunuchs. These are sort of Biblical
post-op transsexuals--literally guys who have been castrated--y'know,
eunuchs! So, Mordecai overhears these eunuchs plotting to kill the king
(eunuchs are such shameless creatures). And he tells Esther who tells the
king, who has the eunuchs hanged (they sure didn't have a lawyer) & has the
event entered in his Royal Diary.

Then, Ahasuerus promotes one of his princes, Haman the Agagite (a
Hitler-wannabe BCE) to be his right-hand man. All the people bow down to
Haman, except Mordecai who's Jewish & doesn't bow down to anybody except
God, & maybe his accountant, but certainly not this Haman character. Haman's
mad. He vows to kill not just Mordecai, but all the Jews, & all their
accountants! And, since Haman's now the king's pet, he uses the king's royal
seal to issue an edict that all princes in all provinces prepare "to
destroy, to slay, to annihilate all Jews, young & old, women & children, in
one day, the 13th day of the month of Adar, & to plunder their goods." His
excuse? He tells the king that these people are "different...so let them be
destroyed." The old ethnic cleansing routine. The 8-letter word is
"genocide".

Oh, I know, this story isn't so sexy anymore. Well, life isn't just a barrel
of orgasms, darling.

So: Mordecai roams outside the harem wailing "Oy vey! They're gonna kill
us! Worse, they're gonna clean out our bank accounts", & one of Esther's
eunuchs comes out (there were a lot of these eunuchs running around, I think
mainly to give the women pleasure without impregnating them, which was the
king's thing...hm, not a bad little institution; every woman in the harem
gets her own personal human safe sex toy..). So, Mordecai gives Esther's
eunuch the big bad news & tells him to tell Esther it's up to her to change
the king's mind about this genocide thing.

Esther's worried. And scared. Because even tho they didn't have lawyers
then, they had laws. And according to law, anyone who approaches the king
without being invited is executed on the spot, unless the king holds out
his golden scepter. Now, even tho Esther's queen, she's fairly new on the
job, & she wasn't invited to see the king, so according to law, she could
be killed--instantly.

Mordecai don't want to hear from laws; remember: Mordecai don't bow down to
nobody. He reminds Esther, "The lives of all Jews (yours too) have been
condemned. You might think you're assimilated & can pass for Babylonian,
but Haman's henchmen may not agree. Besides, maybe you were blessed with
your "comeliness" for a nobler purpose than just keeping a horny king happy
& getting your feet rubbed by a eunuch." Whoa, talk about inflicting Jewish
guilt; Mordecai does a number on our girl Esther. But guilt like that is
good. Guilt over sex is usually dumb guilt. Guilt over not saving people's
lives is generally good guilt...

So, shivering in her sandals, Esther goes to Ahasuerus, & the guards start
to take her away for execution, but the king sees it's his favorite
exhibitionist, his comely Esther, & he holds out "his golden scepter" &
saves her. I always considered this a very phallic image: the king saving
Esther by holding out this long hard golden scepter.

Now, don't get too excited; Esther doesn't deep-throat it or anything. But
the Bible does say she "touches the tip of his scepter." That's pretty
hot--touching the tip. And the king gets all excited. He falls in love with
Esther all over again. He just loves the way she touches his tip. He says
he'll give her anything she wants. But Esther doesn't spring the big request
right away. She's cool, she's cunning. She knows how to turn a man on &
on...

She says she wants to give a private dinner for the king & Haman. Ahasuerus
is excited; he's also a food fetishist. He calls for Haman, who shows up
all proud of himself for wangling this intimate invitation to dine with the
king & his hot wife.

Esther entertains like a great geisha, & when the king is drunk, well-fed,
& well-shtupped, he asks Esther again what does she want? He'll do anything
for her. But Esther doesn't tell him what she really wants, not yet. She
teases him, plays her potentate like an instrument. She asks him & Haman to
come back the next night for another dinner.

Ahasuerus leaves in a state of extreme erotic agitation. It's like he's got
royal blue balls. Meanwhile, on his way home, Haman runs into Mordecai who
still won't bow down to his Royal Assholickness. Haman's so mad he can't
wait until the 13th of Adar to hang Mordecai. He builds a gallows right in
his own front yard, & gets up early to see about obtaining Ahasuerus' okay
to hang Mordecai that day. But...meanwhile, back at the palace, Ahasuerus,
still in a horny tizzy over Esther's teasing, can't sleep. He couldn't turn
on the TV (they had plenty of eunuchs, but no TV's). So he has one of his
eunuchs read to him from his Royal Diary. Remember when he made the entry
about Mordecai turning in those other eunuchs & saving his life? Well,
that's the entry he hears, & he decides he's got to honor this Mordecai
fella in some way. At this point, Haman strides into the palace, hell-bent
on getting Ahasuerus to let him hang Mordecai now. But Ahasuerus, being
king, speaks first: "What shall be done to the man whom the

Haman, arrogant little prig, stops mid-stride, assuming Ahasuerus is talking
about him & suggests that "such a man" be given the king's robes to wear &
the king's horse to ride while one of the king's princes rides before him
thru town proclaiming his honor.

Ahasuerus loves the idea, & commands Haman to do just that...for Mordecai
the Jew. Haman's totally humiliated; he feels worse than a freshly castrated
eunuch! He obeys--he has to, he's a company man--but he's fuming...

That night, Esther throws the dinner party of her life--lots of wine & sex
& sweetmeats--that has the king down on his royal knees again, like some
submissive CEO with his mistress, begging her to tell him what she wants.

But she's a cool mistress, that Esther...I remember the night I first told
the Story of Esther to Max. I was telling it in bed, in an even sexier way
than I'm telling it now. So..at this point, with the king down on his knees
begging Esther to tell him what she wants, Max got down on his knees begging
me to let him go down on me. Actually, I was on my period, but neither
Biblical prohibition nor bodily squeamishness stopped my Max. He dove right
for it, smearing his face with the blood of my affliction & the juice of my
affection...mmm...I tried to continue my Bible-reading, like:
"Okay...Lessee...the king...mmm...the king asks Esther what she
wants...oooh...that's soo nice...she wants...oh Goooddd...she wants him to
suck her clit--"

"No," Max said, "that's not in in the Bible."

"Yes," I said.

"But something tells me the king is not giving Esther head while she tells
him what she wants."

"I don't know," he said, "she's a powerful woman. She could tell a man to
do anything anytime."

Then he went back to licking me, slowly, sensually, & I felt an entire Bible
story raging in my loins, the armies of menstrual pain battling the armies
of sexual pleasure for control of the temple, my body. It was close, but
pleasure overtook pain, & I relaxed into Max's mouth, & picked up the Bible
in an erotic trance. No one was there but the two of us, yet I felt as if
the king's great feast was going on all around us. All the princes were
watching as I lay in the royal bed, as two eunuchs held my legs apart for
the king to devour me. All the princes stroked their sceptors, as I writhed
& recited the story:

"What is your petition, Queen Esther?" begs the king, "It shall be granted
you. What is your request? Even to the half of my kingdom, it shall be
fulfilled."

Then, when she knows she's got him by the testacles--when she knows he'd
buy out Bloomies for her, if there had been a Babylonian Bloomies, Esther
makes her request: She asks for her life & the life of her people. And the
king says "For you, Esther, no problem!" Just like that--genocide
reversed...

Amazing--The power of a sexual woman. Amazing, how downright heroic this
ancient exhibitionist teenager turned out to be.

Now, of course, the king wants to know who would destroy the people of his
Esther. Ooh, Haman's in deep doo doo now. Slowly, dramatically, Esther
points to Hamen. The king's in shock; Haman's his main man. The king steps
outside to think. Haman's freaked. He gets down on his knees to beg
forgiveness from Esther (what a woman, that Esther, royal goyim on their
knees before her, one after the other). Haman's literally falling all over
Esther's lap when the king walks back in & assumes the worst. "Will he even
assault the queen in my presence?" he bellows. And within moments--no
lawyers, no trial, no questions--Haman the Aggravating Agagite, is taken
away by eunuchs (more eunuchs!) who hang him on the very gallows he had
erected to hang Mordecai. The king then revokes the Jewish genocide edict,
and the 13th day of Adar becomes a day of "gladness, feasting &
holiday-making," & getting drunk, as it still is, the holiday of Purim.
[WARNING: some liberties may have been taken with the story in the preceding
paragraphs... -psl]
THE ABOVE WAS STOLEN FROM SUSAN BLOCK PHD....WHO WRITES SO MUCH LIKE ME....THAT I DECIDED NOT TO PARAPHRASE IT,BUT SHARE WITH ALL OF YOU......HER VERSION.
Purim at the Resknicks was an eye opener for me....They left their doors open adn the entire Orthodix world came in...Bands of Rowdy drunken wonderful teens cam in, begging for money for their Yeshiva, school or what ever their charity was. It is a day not only of celebration and partying and having fun, but a day of "sedukkah)giving charity.. But In order to get chairty, you must also give. So when the teenages entered, witha a portable CD player, playing Hassdic MUSIC.....they grabbed my hand, and the good Drs hand and we danced in circles, kicked out feet, laughed...and danced...like JEWISH whirling Dervishes.... I had never been grabbed by strangers and forced to dance Hassdic dances ...but it was fun. I was so surprised to see these young guys drunk.....having their yarmulkas fall off, and each one was wearing some kind of costume or exaggered attire....colored hair, wigs, sunglasses..The Good DR RESNICK was now wearing a very wide rimmed black hat...and a royal purple silk chinese robe...with black satin collar and waste band. And while people came and went, MRS Resnick was preparing food..so much food...home made pastries, muffins, rolls, break, apple cake, baked salomon,stuffed cabbages, all kinds of salad, stewed mushrooms, Spinach koogle, mini quiches,,,,etc all.
A small klesmer band entered, and a very young looking WOODY ALAN played upon his clarenet...other teens came in and did brake dancing, other sang, and one or two did gymnastics....sommersaults..almost knocking over the dining room table...which I sold to them. ANother RABBI entered....dressed in a blue velet dress, a red cape with leopard deisgned collar and trim, and a SANTA CLAUS form Germany type red had with gold trimm. He began to do all kinds of magic tricks.....and his performance ended up on the outside deck, with his sons setting of real fireworks which exploded high over the house... I am really surprised the police werent out in full force..with drunken youth and fireworks... They werent needed.... This was Purim..when all the rules are changed for this magical day.. I ate, and laughed and had a wondrful time. This was part of my hertitage I never knew existed.. The pure joy of ones religion.....and the joy of celebration...ANd even thought as I always say, I am not the least bit religious, there is no reason for me to deny myself my heritige and a good time. I came home very fullfilled. I felt the joy of the day, and the joy of watching others exhibiting their happiness....and that I felt that I was an honored guest... Instead of me thanking the Resnicks for inviting me (which I did anyway) they thanked me for coming...and asked me ould I come back and celebrate other holidays with them....which was such an honor...They did not look down upon me that I do not belive as they do....But our humanity is very much alike....I assured them I would return...and often.

FACEBOOK

Tonight I joined the rest of the world and joined facebook..... They say once you are onthere, people who mightbe looking for you ...can find you.. Thepast can catch up with me now....which is ok, for there isnt anyone that I dont want to find me....and if some from the distance past might think to find me, those who I might have ignored...might get their second chance. Lucky them.....or lucky me.....or...I just might say the ADVENTURE might continue.
Facebook is really a very novel concept. One can comunicate with the entire world...share your thoughts, your ideas, your photos.....find people...get groups of people together...work on common ideas and passions....get political....and it will be possible to make things happen.......raise money, raise consciousness...share everything and anything...including favorite recipes, favorite books, poems, your grandchilds kindergarden art work.......share everything adn ANYTHING.
I am just curious how many people are reading the blog.... so if you get a chande email me at buddylubman@aol.com and let me know... I seem to have run out of steam since I was thrown off AOL.....and then, two weeks after I was thrown off aol, they threw EVERYONE OFF AOL BLOGS... BUT i GOT DEPRESSED ANYWAY, AND i FEEL i AM NOWHERE UP TO PAR..BUT IF i KEEP IT UP.....i WILL RETURN TO THE WILDNESS IT ONCE HAD....i DO NEED ENCOURAGEMENT.. also since BUSH is gone, the mental venom hasnt bee building up as it did.. I used BUSh to bounce of anger and jokes.... and now....things have gotten serious..Obama....is doing a good job.. He is neither funny.....or jokeable....ALl I can say that he is trying his best to make changes.. If his decisions will work....I can only say I hope so....but he is every day adressing the public, on TV...making speeches letting us know what he is doing...as compared to BUSh..who didnt do anything, didnt think, didnt plan...and rarely spoke to the American people....and when he did...he stuttered, stumbled and bumbled and LIED. SO I have to find other things to find humor in.....

MadoffDolls

Bernie MADoff....should be made into a doll... A doll that comes with its own torture chamber. The head and limbs should be able to be pulled off...like POP beads from the 1950's....and then snapped back together again. The doll should bemade of a type of very soft plastic foam.... so you can stick pins into it. Into its eyeballs, bellybutton, anus. The penis should also be able to be ripped off and then like the pop beads, snap back on again.
The Doll should come with its own torture kit. The materials shoul be firew retardent, so YOu can burn him for a minue, by dousing him with a special flammable liquid...that goes out fast enogh, so the doll wont melt.
The doll should have censors....that wehn a pin or other sharp object goes into to it....it screams in pain... It should come iwth its own "waterboard" and directions how to do it by RUMSFELD HIMSELf. It will come with chains, leather S and M vests, pants, and other gadjects.... and the special Bernie MADOFF LUBE...which he used on all of his customers.. he "lubed" them up before he screwed them...didnt he..The kit also comes with an optinal bullet proof vest.... An accessory to this Doll is the Bernie MAdoff DART BOARD GAME>...with a few very very sharp darts....you aim for his heart...
This week has bee a bit business than most lately..... Had today been only a little more, we might have said we had a decent week, and in this economy....that is realy saying something..I am still somewhat optimistic....
Borsht: It was a big hit today, on the third SOUP and SALAD SUNDAY....I think I might have given this recipe the other day but will repeat.... Brown a nice hunk of meat. SOme use flanken, I used a big chuck steak..Brown it with 3 onions....then when both browned add lots of wate, large can of tomatoe puree, a can of stewed tomatoes or at least two fresh cut up tomatoes, a bunch ofbeets, or a can of cooked beets, 4 cloves of garlic, or more to taste, one parsnip,1 large can of sauer kraut and 1/4 or more chopped head of cabbage... 4 carrots, one turnip, whole bunch of washed parsley,4 small potatoes, one green or red pepper(optional
cut up veggies into medium size pieces. at least one tablespoon of carrowway seeds...bring to a boil...then put on simmer. At end of cooking, when meat is falling apart and all veggies are soft...taste for salt, black pepper,a pinch of cayenne pepper, ....This should be done in an hour....
Add sour cream....more garlic....even a tablespoon of wine would perk up the taste.....Serve with Pumpernickel bread.
NEXT weeks recipe: Roasted Redpepper chicken, COrn CHOWDER.....Roast red pepper in the oven...when dark and burned....remove skin and seeds..and chop. Set aside. Cook a whole chicken or parts and make a broth....Cook the hell out of it so it all falls off the bones...remove bones and disgard. Add one can of creamed corn and one can of hole corn to the chicken broth after you remnove the meat... So now you have chickn broth,corn and Red Pepper(two whle ones) chopped up.. aDD SALT AND PEPPER.. CELERY SEEDS. AND TEN CHOPPED P OKRAS.. aDD SALT AND PEPPER.. wORSTERSHIRE SAUCE IF YOU LIKE AND SOME TOBASCO.... cOOK TILL ALL FLAVORS MERGE....YOU CAN THICKEN WITH FLOUR OR CORN STARCH.. AT THE END BEFORE SERVING AT FESH SWEET CREAM...

FOR EIGHT YEARS..... The American people had to put up with the BUSH administration.....their lies, their deception, their diminishing our civil rights, their separating our People and States....their making scapegoats out of Muslims. their stealing our treasury and destroying our economy,their destruction of our image through the world, the permission for the oil companies to rape us and make record breaking profits...,which caused a rediculous raise in the cost of energy....and that cAUsed the price of EVERYTHING TO RISE. BUSH HAD NO PLAN TO END THE WAR....HE HAD NO PLAN TO HELP THE ENVIRONMENT.. NO PLAN TO HELP MEDICAL CARE FOR ALL THE PEOPLE...... He should ahve been inpeached with Cheney for the items I mentioned plus another 60 scandals....but they were not impeached for what ever reason the DEMOCratic congress HAD.
BUT NOW, THE VERY CHARISMATIC, ARTICULATE AND INTELIGENT BARRACK OBMA HAS BEEN PRESIDENT FOR ABOUT A MONTH AND A HALF...PEOPLE ARE KVETCHING ALREADY ABOUT HIM...BLAMING HIM FOR NOT CURING ALL THE ILLS THAT BUSH AND THE REPUBLICANS BROUGHT US.. YES.... THESE IDIOTS THINK THAT HE MAGICALLY COULD MAKE EVERYTHING BACK TO NORMAL IN A MONTH...THESE AMERICANS MUST BE COMPLETELY DELUSIONAL..AND STUPID.

SNOWDAY

THE DAY WAS SNOW FILLED , AND I WAS ABLE TO DO ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING....EXCEPT PUT SOME ITEMS ON THE INTERNET FOR SALE... THE BOYS CAME IN HERE TO SHOVEL A BIT, THEN GO AND CLEAN THE WALKS IN MAHWAH.....
THE PHONE DIDNT RING AS MUCH AS USUAL, BUT THERE WERE A FEW PHONE CALLS, NONE OF THEM OF ANY IMPORTANCE....AND I SAT AT THE COMPUTER AND TYPED, AND THEN REALIZED I HAD FALLEN ASLEEP.....I RARELY REST.....AND IT WAS A DAY, THAT I GOT SOME EXTRA SLEEP TIME, AND "OFF MY FEET" TIME..... and yet, when I rest during the day, I feel more tired when I didnt.
MUSHROOMSOUP WITH AN INDIAN KICK:
This soup is the Vegetarian Cousin of the Indian/Thai Chicken Soup a few days ago.with many options:
Take one large onion and saute in Sesame oil..when onions are soft, remove. Take one pound of mushrooms of your choice, thin slice and saute in veggie oil, when soft remove. Saute one large tablespoon of curry powder for minute or two in oil of choice. Use a prepared mushroom soup base(you can use generic:cheaper and you will be adding xtras...to perk it up. Combine all the above...ad half can of coconut milk.and then ad water...but KEEP IT THICK. put a one inch thick piece of ginger(all chopped up) and two tablespoons of fresh chopped cilantro... add fresh black pepper, and ad the end ad a bit more of ROASTED SESAME OIL....simmer on very low until flavor mixes....Taste for salt,curry,,cilantro,,etc and correct...
OPTIONS: You can add fresh lemon grass to make it more THAI-ish You can add some small squares of tofu,CHOPPED PARSELY,CILANTRO OR CELERY LEAVES ON TOP... YOU CAN TOP WITH SOUR CREAM OR YOGURT.

anger

I am a very angry person! Before I start on what happened today in the anger department, I will rant and rave about what led me to be an angry person...Where does it start? Proably in the womb, but to no ones surprise, I cannt remember very much what happened there.. Mother smoked...and it was very warm and damp in there.....not much room to move about in there either....and it was dark....no electric was installed back in those days, not even a night lite. I still hate being alone in the dark, and cant wait for morning to arrive. ANd being born was not much fun either...I had to squinch up and sqeeze thru a tiny opening, and it was painful......a few days after I was born, some horrible man with a knife proceded to cut a part of me off.....in a ritual called a briss...Shit that really hurt....YOu think that I wasnt angry.....you bet YOUR schmeckle I was angry.....

Years passed. My father was in Europe in a thing called the Second World War....and hadnt met him. yet ...not until the war was over.....I remember the day he came home, dressed in a uniform...he picked up my mother off the floor and she was crying....I didnt know he was my father.....and I was afraid he was hurting her..SHE WAS CRYING>...and I kicked him..and said put my mommy down....and I WAS ANGRY and afraid of this stranger.......and I was afraid of him....and angry.. for a very long time........
As I was growing up, I found out that I was different than the rest of the kids.. I was "Jewish" and they were Christian" and was the object of their elementary school persecution.....I was angry that I had a grandmother and mother who applied an age old process called "guilt" to manipulate me to do things that they wanted...or...NOT to do things.......I was angry when my Grandmother told me my dog died......when I found him missing.....but later learned she sent him to the pound. So angry, that I had ripped down the railing and banister in the house...and then picked up a baseball bat... Instead of using it on Grandma, I went down to the pound.....and smashed up the machine that gased the dogs.....and got him out a few days later. I think that , that day was a major day in accumulation of anger.
Another major day of anger, was when I learned that Not only was I Jewish and different, but another major difference sepaprate me from the rest of the world. A differece so great....that I decided to leave the planet by swalling every pill in the house.. I woke up in the middle of the night.....puking my guts out.......blood followed vomit. I only remember, when I told them what I did,....the phrase, "How can you do this to us?" I tried to commit suicide, and I did this "to them" They never called a DR....and my Esophagus never really did heal..... ANger continued to build!
I over came the anger and self hate......
The next major anger was at the United States Government.....and the war in VIet NAM.. I marched....against the war...I marched, I talked, I yelled and screamed...I was fighting for all my students who would be sacrificed for the war gods, the HAlleburntons, the Bectels, the Duponts, The tanks and airplane companes.....I was angry at all of them...I still am.And I was angry at the consp[iracy that killed Kennedy...and the fake investigation, the Warren Report. and covereup. You DO not send the FOX to investgate who broke into the hen house and ate the chickens.
ANd today, I am angry at the BUSH administration. The 9/11 conspiracy, the Rudolph Murdock NEWS Empire that misinformed the entire COuntry and world what the REpuclican Consedrvative Nazi Parywere doing......and with their FOX NEWs and other media brainwashing, they dumbed down, half the population...THe republican Conservative Born Again Circus ..with RUSH LIMBAUG and GEORGE BUSH chief clowns.....I am angry at the government for the maltreatment of its veterans.....and the coverup of agent orange and What ever is maiming the Iraqi war soldiers...
I am angry at the hypocritical Born Again Christians like JERRY FALWELL, and the rest of his buddies, while in the middle of their straight or homosexual affairs, scream morality from the pulpit....and put down every one from non belivers, JEWS and GAYS...for causing all the probablems of the world, including.....9/11 (The Nerve of Blaming 9/11 on the JEWS and GAYS...when we all know it was caused by the people from MONACO....for their Casinos and Gambling....addiction... or maybe we can blame the Penguines from Antartica....

ANd now I am angry what the Bush adminsitration did to AMerica....the entire world, and ME!!!!! I USED TO HAVE SOME MONEY IN THE BANK, A HUGE AUCTION,AN APARTMENT IN AMSTERDAM HOLLAND, AND A THRIVING BUSINESS.... and now I am floating in a boat on on chartered seas...scared and angry.
I am angry at the banks and credit card compaines that robbed most of us with incredible interest rates,raised because there was no way to pay our bills after 9/11, and BUSH allowed them to raise interest rates on me up to 32%, and I just cant catch up....There should have been a moratorium on interest rates being raised..due to the supposed invasion by AL QUEDA>
.... how many of the BANKS forclosed on homes of hard working people...while they took millions of dollars in undeserved bonuses....I paid over 300,000 in interest on a 100,000 credit card debit.The banks were given BILLIONS of TAx payers money, yet still forclosed on houses......I think the government should take away the holdings of the presidents of these large banks...and insurance companies....THEY STOLE OUR MONEY AND HAVE THE GAUL TO TELL THE GOVERNMENT THEY WEONT TELL THEM WHAT THEY DID WITH THE MONEY.

That brings us to my ANGER today...... People are now using the bad economy"card" to bargain.. A customer, that I havent seen in 5 years.... offered me LESS than half of what I asked for....then I actually made a deal...and she annouced,veryh loud....so all the customers could hear.....I WONT PAY TAX.... that did it...I lost it and yelled at her... Then she handed me her card and told me to call her if I change my mind...and I handed it back to her..and said...I will not call......I wAS BENT OUR OF SHAPE WITH ANGER.
Then another fat immigrant yenta, that was wearing a Strawberry Shortcake hat....really pushed me over the edge. I spent an hour and half with her...measuring all the tables, giving prices and explanations...Then she found the best bargain in the store..we measured it..discussed it...then sent in her husband....we went thru it again, then she returned with her kid. We had to move the table, move furniture around....put in the leaves.....polish it.. thenmove the chairs, open every door and drawer in thebreakfront........the deal was made, after interupting the "boys lunch" twice... The husbad handed me the credit card....when she came over and said " I DONT WANT IT>..they argued for a minute" AND then she said to me, I dontlike the top of the breakfront......" YOU DIDNT KNOW THAT AN HOUR AND A HALF AGO? BEFORE YOU HAD US MOVE IT ALL OVER THE STORE, POLISH IT.....RUIN MY GUYS LUNCH.......LADY, WE ARE NOT HERE FOR YOUR ENTERTAIMENT....... SHE SAID i WILL THINK ABOUT IT... I said, dont bother...now or never.......She said I will call you...I said no you wont.......Its not longer for sale..........
I didnt blow the sale....but, my anger got a bit of a venting.....but from the agravation of the day......my blood pressure seemed elevated......and then I started to get angry at myself........I would throw in the towel.......but I cant find it.