Excuse Me, Sir, Are You Jewish?

I have been asked this question 3 times in the past week. Including twice today in the span of no more than 10 minutes.

I know, I know, I didn't take off for Yom Kippur. Weak move on my part. You don't have to rub it in my face.

I wonder what these people are recruiting Jewish people for. I think it's some sort of Jewish camp type thing. I heard them chatting with someone about it 10 feet away from me but couldn't eavesdrop enough to catch what was going on. Maybe I should just pretend I am the next time they ask me so I can find out what they have to offer. If it's super sweet, I think I'll be able to play the part. How hard could it be?

I'm sure they'll ask me on Monday. Probably 3 times. I must know the truth.

New York is starting to feel like a rainforest without the animals, plants, and nature. Which is to say it hasn't stopped raining here in a long time. Is there any hope for the weekend? Just one ray of light is all I really want. Let me know that thing in the sky is still burning.

By the way, sweet comments on my posts by people I don't know who love my blog and think that I should visit their (Transvestite Porn, most likely) websites.

Thanks, guys.