Reported for jury duty today. It was a day of waiting – we were probably spoken to and questioned for an hour, total. The other 9 hours (no kidding) were spent sitting on the floor outside of a courtroom. I was dismissed an hour ago, and my butt is still numb.

Two observations.

1. Considering the amount [...]

Last weekend, I froze. Saturday morning I flew up to Ohio to work on a project I’m doing for my dad and his girlfriend. It also happened to be the opening weekend of my dad’s new dinner theater, so I got to watch him act on stage with a scary fake tan that made his [...]

John Bishop found my rugby team’s recruitment ad on craigslist, and invited the Iron Maidens to a murderball tournament in West Palm Beach this past weekend.

I’m so glad, because it was amazing.

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Loads of the guys from the documentary Murderball were there, and we got to watch them play. [...]

Hello, My Name Is Hyman.

Would you like to attend my Hebrew Academy? The Hyman women are a quarter Jewish!

Perhaps you’d like to take a jaunt aboard the USS Hyman? You can be my first mate.

If you’re not up for the whole boat ride, may I offer you the opportunity to enjoy some of my fine [...]

During a recent obsession with reading a bunch of those books that make me go “How have I never read this one?”* I recently checked a copy of A Tree Grows in Brooklyn out of my local library. Check out the awesomeness I found inside:

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I wish all [...]

Before.

After.

I know, I know. It looks very red. Trust me, purple. The photo is so very myspacey because of color frustration – I’d look through the viewfinder. Purple hair. Snap photo. Red hair. Adjust angle of hair to light. Look through the viewfinder. Purple hair. Snap photo. Red hair. Over and over.

Speaking of hair, I [...]

Things I am tired of hearing people say:

It is what it is.
Sounds like a personal problem!
Looks like someone has too much time on their hands.

That last one especially irks, because I believe it actually stems from jealousy – we all prioritize to allow time to do what is important. If someone’s passion is important to [...]