Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 11, 2021
Speaking of hell… I was recently asked if Jews believe in hell. Not that I’m an expert on all things Jewish, I was just the closest thing resembling a Jew at the time. Anyway… no. Jews don’t believe in hell. But if there was a Jewish hell, it would be Judaism’s worst having to watch that documentary about Woody Allen allegedly molesting his daughter for eternity. “Oy vey, noooooo! Why can’t we watch Annie Hall!?!?!?”
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of November 3, 2019
Those Purdue students protesting that CVS in West Lafayette, Indiana really need something better to do with their weeknights. One cashier’s idiocy for not knowing Puerto Rico is a U.S. territory is not a cause worth fighting for. Hit the books. Or get drunk at Harry’s Chocolate Shop. Or better yet, drown yourself in the Wabash River.
The stomach tightens and sinks.
The heart and lungs follow.
It’s a confounding reaction to a receipt of affection.
It’s familiar, and, therefore, oddly comforting.
But familiarity can be a curse.
A cursed reminder of what once went wrong when you were just trying to do things right this time.
This time it’ll be different, you say.
Why? You’re different, but what are you doing differently?