Ok I am Going to give this Blog Another Try

I think that before I go back to the story of my past I should tell a bit about what is going on with me today. Work from home has always been a dream of mine and lately I have been actually moving in the right direction to making that a reality. Someone had told me that feather headbands are a big fad and can be made for cheap and sold for a really good profit. After a bit of research on the internet I found this blog for featherstore.com which is this web site where you can buy feathers online. There they explain really well exactly how to make the great looking feather headbands. So I just went for it, I ordered these really cool peacock feather pads and bought some plain plastic headbands from a local crafts store. In the beginning I didn’t have a lot of stores that would buy them from me but now I have found a bunch of places around where I live that will buy these headbands from me on a pretty regular basis. Now I would love to get back into my writing so that I could make some money through that as well. Well if you would like to try this out check out the blog post how to make feather headbands.

later

Fresh off the boat

so tonight is the night that i got off the plane and started my first year in israel in 1998. monday night after parshat lechlicha i remember it well. I flew in with my buddy yossie his uncle picked us up from the air port, we ate dinner by his grandmas house in Jerusalem and headed straight for down town. this would be my very first of many crazy nights in down town Jerusalem. I remember thinking to my self after drinking a polish butterfly and a beer that i was drunk in less then four hours after getting off the plane. Well as i said this was the first of many.

so to tell the truth the real thing that i want to write about is my first year in Israel. I always find my self going back there. It was one crazy year. lot of kids come out here for the first year after they finish or drop out of high school. Ha i think that all the people that i was with that first year did not finish high school. well allot of us did but not before coming out to Israel. Well now that i think about it i cant seem to find the right sequence of words to express what went on that year in short, it was just so much.

Well there was allot of drama thats for dam sure, lots of drugs, lots of partying, for me there was a lot of deep contemplation which led me to some crazy things and well in the end i am the only one from the whole crew that was here that first year that is still here and never left. Wow great big realization this post was completely spontaneous but it so happens to be that this week in the lunar or Jewish calender is the exact week that i came to Israel my first year. I know this because a week from this upcoming shabbat is parshat chayey Sarah. In Jewish tradition that week we read the portion of the bible where Abraham bought Hebron for a berial ground for his wife Sarah. In Israel thousands of Jews spend the weekend in the ancient and well very much disputed city to stake the historical claim to the holy site shared by us with our Ishmael cuisines. From that second weekend untill now i have kept that tradition, this year please g-d will be my 13th consecutive year.

Life is one crazy trip

Monsey and Rebellion

It’s a funny thing and I say this a lot to people. I only lived in Monsey for two years but for some reason people still associate me with Monsey. The truth of the matter is that I lived in Miami for fourteen years and I am only really in touch with one of my friends from back then. In contrast to that I still have a very good connection to the people that I became friends with during the two years that I lived in Monsey.
What the hell is Monsey anyway?
Before I get into Monsey I really need to talk about Miami and LA a bit. Truth be told I could sum it all up into one sentence, six words. Miami- bubble, LA- prison, Monsey- rebellion.

Feb/25/1997

So here is where my journal started. My very first entry is about a day in the life. I almost missed the bus for school. This is not surprising at all because I would stay up until two in the morning every night and I would a lot of times go to sleep in my clothing so that I wouldn’t need to get dressed in the morning. This day two of my friends, leby and ari, got busted by the roshyesheva for smoking cigarettes. I smoked my first cigarette since I was in Brooklyn, which I have no note of when that was. But I do have that I smoked this cigarette by stoge rock. That night I spoke to toby on the phone for the first time in about two months and then I spoke to josh about ending it with this girl.
Now there is a lot of explaining and background to go through for anyone to understand what was actually going on here. For example what the hell is stoge rock? Who are these people? Where is this taking place?
Well the backdrop for this story is Monsey NY. We were all just a bunch of Jewish teenagers growing up in an ultraorthodox community that put on us way to many rules. They say that rules are made to be broken but the problem with that is that once you start breaking the rules, you break them one after another. Trampling each one underfoot you run ahead smashing through restriction. Severing all the chains that bound you. Racing into the horizon, to freedom. The problem is that for some of us freedom was a freefall and we didn’t stop until we hit the bottom. We learnt too late that the last cords we cut were our safety line.

Being a teenager

I would guess that we all have similar stories about growing up and being adolescents. The thing is that I wrote a lot down in a journal that I still have today. One of the reasons I would keep it was so that when I got older I wouldn’t forget what it was like and I really hoped that it would help me to better understand my own kids. So here I am I am 29 and I actually have kids of my own. But the oldest one is only five and this old journal that I have is starting to fall apart. So I figure I will start to put down this information from my old journal on to this blog.
A lot of the things that I have written down are really just facts about what happened in my day to day life but there are also some deeper insights into how I thought and felt at the time.

Gray water

OK so i Will give a ten minute blog post for the sole purpose of writing. do you know that with the water the you use to wash dishes, shower, wash your hand and brush your teeth. you could grow enough vegetables for two people. i have a really big garden and i use only gray water from my house to water it. the crazy thing is that i probably only use about half of my gray water.