Friday, May 30, 2008

founding nerds

If you're a nerd, these two questions make for a wonderful game: it is both an exercise in self-discovery, and a conversation starter at your next American Revolution-themed kegger.

Questions

1) Which founding father do you like best?
2) Which founding father do you most resemble? (Dig deep, here.)

My Answers
1) For a while I liked Hamilton best, partly because I wanted to be just like my friend J., a lifelong Hamilton fanatic; partly because Hamilton was the only founding father I knew anything about (I loved Chernow's biography); but mostly because Hamilton has much to recommend him: born from bastardy and in penury, he was self-made, an abolitionist, and a war hero; he established the treasury and, through his vision and policies, put the U.S. on the path to stable prosperity; he cowrote the Federalist Papers and ghosted most of Washington's farewell address; he was brilliant and crazy and hardworking and self-destructive, all qualities that still endear him to me.

And yet now that I'm reading Founding Brothers, my allegiance is crossing over. There is, I believe, something to be said for Last Acts. Benjamin Franklin's was to lend his brains, energy, prestige, and eloquence to a futile but well-meaning attack on slavery. Hamilton's last public act, meanwhile, was to die in an idiotic duel. Whereas Franklin through action atoned (or strove to atone) for being a one-time slave owner, Hamilton--again through action--put his ego before his family and his nation. Hamilton may have been dashing, but in his 50s, 60s, and 70s he did nothing for the U.S.--in those decades he was dead.

2) I am most like Washington, because my comportment is majestic and I look good on a horse. After Washington, though, and I am probably most like the gloomy, vain, whiny, irritable, paranoid, and self-pitying Adams. In fact his description of himself as "obnoxious and disliked" is one I'd gladly apply to myself, if only--{sigh}--someone was around to listen to it.

Answers for the Other Kibbitzers
I won't speculate as to how the other kibbitzers would answer the first question, but I'll peg each of them to a father and let them squirm under their new labels:
  • Goat is energetic and impetuous: he is our Hamilton
  • The Whale is our purist, our idealist: he can only be Jefferson
  • Sweatshirt is as accomplished as he is self-effacing, as talented as he is modest: he mends bridges and must be our Madison.
Who is nerd enough to argue with me?

Monday, May 19, 2008

My father-in-law.....

My wife and I were joking how we could write a book about Michelle's dad and his weird tendencies. Here are a few (no exaggerations!)

I have highlighted some of his best moments:

He wore a Detroit Lions leather hat to church
He planted fake flowers from his daughter's wedding in the backyard
He applied duct tape to fix holes on the screen door
He parks his car on the lawn to kill it so that he won't have to mow it
His lawn exceeds his knees
He has newspapers on his porch that are more than 3 months old
He stabled cardboard boxes over the windows in the living room to enhance television viewing
He cooked hot dogs in the fireplace when the power went out
He bought a fake fireplace and set it inside the real fireplace
He velcrod the remote control for the television set to the table
His floors are so dirty that there are bugs in the dog's food dish
He has weeks old pizza crusts under the seat cushions


Maybe someone else can make a list for, "You know you are a sheggetz when..."

Monday, May 12, 2008

Overheard at Church on Sunday

During SILENT prayer time:

The gentleman behind me screamed, "Lord, I try to love them...but I hate them!"

Friday, May 9, 2008

Why is this night different from all other nights?

Because this year, my mom mistakenly thought the gefilte fish were the matzah balls. This was the first Passover that I was able to enjoy Gefilte soup. Not bad. I should the lulov and ate the shank bone afterwards.

Friday, May 2, 2008

An observation

I frequently go to a particular Korean restaurant. The other day, I went with my friend, who is Korean. My friend ordered my usual for me, in Korean (and he ordered it in a way such that it was unclear whether it was for me or him). It was SUBSTANTIALLY spicier.

So, there you go.