Back in October, I went down to San Diego to meet up with a friend for dinner and to catch-up. Good dinner, good company, spent the night and wandered around to head back to Los Angeles.
Took Amtrak. It’s easy, it’s simple, it’s near Philippe’s.
Missed my first train because I ended up talking to a couple of people about hockey (the guy worked for the Arizona Coyotes), and missed it by 1 minute (yes, I watched it pull out of the station).
Caught the next train. Grabbed my stuff, threw it onto a seat and sat down with my…
My favorite time of year — well, not favorite time but most philosophical time — is the time between Rosh Hashanah (Jewish New Year) and Yom Kippur (Day of Atonement).
Not because it’s in the fall, and not because the fall is the best, but because what it’s supposed to signify and what you’re supposed to do with that time. It’s called the Days of Awe or Days of Repentance and it’s the time you’re supposed to ask others for forgiveness. On Yom Kippur, it’s just G-d so this is when you do it for others.
It’s an interesting thing…
Jeremy Pepper
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