October 6th, 2006


Another Typical Morning With Stephy ~~ Breakfast Ninjas and the Dyslexic Jewish Robot

We haven't turned the heat on for the winter yet, and OMG, it was just too cold this morning. Stephy D.O.D. (Daughter of Doom) and I got up way too late for her to make the bus, so I drove her to school.
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Time for another cuppa coffee.

And another great classic.
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A typical entry in their blog


Kielbasa, anyone?

A man goes into a store and tells the clerk, "I'd like some Polish sausage."
The clerk looks at him and says, "You must be Polish."
The guy, clearly offended, says, "Well, yes I am. But let me ask you something.
If I had asked for Italian sausage would you ask me if I was Italian?
Or if I had asked for German bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German?
Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog would you ask me if I was Jewish?
Or if I had asked for a taco would you ask if I was Mexican? Would ya, huh? Would ya?"

The clerk says, "Well, no."

"And If I'd asked for some Irish whiskey, would you ask if I was Irish?"

"Well, I probably wouldn't."

"Well, all right then, why did you ask me if I'm Polish just because I ask for Polish sausage?"

The clerk replies, "Because you're at Home Depot."

(p.s. Don't yell at me, my father is Polish.) ani wink smiley ~ ezboard style

Shabbat Shmooz Part ? ~

Since I don't know when I'll be able to post tomorrow, and it's past sundown (technically the Sabbath), I'll throw a couple of kosher funnies atcha and this may have to do...

It was Rosh Hashanah morning, and the Rabbi noticed little Adam was staring up at the large memorial plaque that hung in the foyer of the synagogue. It was covered with names, and small American flags were mounted on either side of it.
The seven-year old had been staring at the plaque for some time, so the Rabbi walked up, stood beside the boy, and said quietly, "Good morning, Adam."

"Good morning, Rabbi," replied the youngster, still focused on the plaque.

Finally, Adam asks, "Rabbi, what is this?

"Well, it's a memorial to all the men and women who died in the service."

Soberly, they stood together, staring at the large plaque.

Adam's voice was barely audible when he asked: "Rosh Hashanah or Yom Kippur?"

A Rabbi and a Priest Buy a Car...

A priest and a rabbi operated a church and a synagogue across the street from each other. Since their schedules intertwined, they decided to go in together to buy a car.

After the purchase, they drove it home and parked it on the street between them.

A few minutes later, the rabbi looked out and saw the priest sprinkling water on their new car. It didn't need a wash, so he hurried out and asked the priest what he was doing.

"I'm blessing it," the priest replied.

The rabbi considered this a moment, then went back inside the synagogue. He reappeared a moment later with a hacksaw, walked over to the back of the car and cut off two inches of the tailpipe.