Saturday, April 25, 2009

Enlightening The Goyim.

The recent Passover holiday shone light on a growing oddity among the gentiles in my life. It seems that more and more of them are attending sedars, and profess their love for matzah. Hmm.

Thursday, as I collected the cans after garbage pickup, the remnants of my mom’s care package, a pile of matzah crumbs, sat untouched in my driveway. Meanwhile, ten feet away, flies went to town on Pete’s morning dook.

A billion flies can’t be wrong, people. I’m just saying.