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There are two types of families when it comes to making Shabbos: Those who are ready by chatzos on Friday and those where the husband is getting into the shower as his wife lights the candles.  And there’s no one in between.  It doesn’t matter whether Shabbos starts late or early.  And neither of these groups will ever consider doing it the other way.  The first group enjoys the lack of last-minute panic with which the second group races into Shabbos before finally catching its breath sometime in the middle of the Rav’s Friday night drasha, and the second group enjoys that their Shabbos food is a lot fresher. 

I have a theory about why brick and mortar stores are going away.

It’s the internet.

I imagine my loyal readers are anxious to hear how my pedometer regimen is going, if only so they too can say, “Why do I have to exercise?  I already walk!” 

I just started a new exercise regimen; it’s called walking.  I don’t know if you’ve heard of it.  Apparently it’s been around for a while?

How lucky are we to be living in an age when we don’t have to be able to identify different types of trees by looking at their leaves or their bark or whatever?  If we had to, I’d be dead in a day.

It’s summer, and you all know what that means – time to stand outside and shvitz over the heat of your barbecue grill.  We should grill when it’s cold, and that way we can enjoy the heat.  But this is not something we thought of, because it’s men in charge of cooking on grills.  If it was women, barbecue season would be the winter, 100%.  They’d already be wearing mittens!  This is so stupid.