Eat a bagel, become a Jew!

A secret conspiracy

Jewish mysticism with a bagel

A friend said he was looking into the “wisdom of Judaism” including…

A Crown Seder

Covid-19 taught us many lessons. How will we convey them to later selves and future…

Good Shabbos!

I haven’t observed Shabbat for a long time. Out of the habit and something I never really did with intention. But it’s kind of…

The 8 Fights Of Chanukah

Rights for modern Maccabees in 2018

Want to work on something with me?

Want to build IoT, ProdMgmt, Civic Hacking, and a snowman?

14 ways TV producers can make Olympic curling competitions more watchable

My whistle

I’ve been wearing a whistle. Just for the last few months. I found it among a few of my tchochkes when I moved Uptown last April. It’s pine green with a black lanyard. It has a compass on one flat side, a thermometer on the other. I think I bought it at an REI or a survival store in the 1900s.

A Jewish Saint Patrick’s Day?

I love the way Americans embrace Saint Patrick’s Day. We’re all Irish at least one day each year. We honor Saint Pat who drove the snakes out of Ireland. We wear green, drink green, sing old Irish songs, play old Hollywood movies set in Ireland, march in parades,

Monday at the Cascadia Senior Activity Center:

• Tour Show: Scaling Pentagon walls under fire
• Lunch: Fugu
• Game: Mumblety-peg
• Exercise: Krav Maga Groundwork and Grappling
• Balance and Bone Health