Sandra Bullock, get out of my head. Look, it\’s nothing personal. I\’m sure you\’re a really nice person, and it\’s not like you\’re untalented. And despite the fact that I\’m not particularly a fan of yours, I seem to know everything about you.
It is Saturday night, and I\’m determined to have a good time.
Dear Jewish Journal: About five years ago, I ended a very serious relationship. I was devastated, but knew that my life could not end over this.
Girl meets clown.
Girl is fascinated by clown, who is a bona fide graduate of clown college and can walk on stilts.
Originally, I was dead set against online dating. True, a colleague met his fiancée in a chat room. And a friend of mine swears by JDate, the online Jewish singles matchmaking service.
It\’s past midnight, and I can\’t sleep. I call a friend back in San Francisco, a scientist I know who is really good at thinking
I had my qualms. Having endured every form of group torture in the name of uniting Jewish men and women, I initially resisted the Traveling Shabbat Singles ad.
Here\’s a list of nicknames that friends have given various men in my life: Dead Dad Guy, Dead Sister Guy, Institutionalized Mother Man, Dead Dad Guy II, The Gambler and the ever-popular Mack Truck Collision Victim.
Friday Night Live is a relatively new Shabbat service designed to attract 25- to 40-year-old Jewish singles. The Westwood service has become increasingly popular since its inception in June, now attracting standing-room-only crowds of up to 800.
Who is supposed to pay? And why does the whole subject make me so squeamish?
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