
No way would I go to that. Unless my other option was to move to the Bekaa valley until the olive harvest season. Not that I have any Purim plans - in fact I barely have any LIFE plans - but unless I got asked to escort the front-woman of the pussycat dolls there, I'd rather be at home smoked out drinking beer listening to bebop and mozart and watching nba highlights online.
yeh, it brings up images of woods, dark skies and decrepit victorian houses. oh yeh, also howling hounds and a quarter moon and little dati-lite people running around talking in squeaky voices.
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