
Thirst – A poem for Parsha Beshalach
Beware the fake Moses.
I’ll turn this thing right around…
I don’t like thinking about plagues in January
This one’s for the ones who have to gather their own straw.
When I die I want them to take my bones and bring them to where I came from.
I think Joseph was the Amazon dot com of his day.
Hanukkah is late this year – or from another point of view it is exactly on time.
I wanted to tell you about a dream I had recently but I forgot what it was.
So much innovation has come from the desert.
I’ve said it before _ if you eat a meal with someone they can’t be your enemy.