Thursday, August 10, 2006
And now, for the inside.
This picture tells me more about the situation in Israel than any so-called news.
Why do we act like there's no inside?
There is an inside to all this.
I saw this picture, and felt less detached.
Being detached is the worst.
The Rebbe and a tattoed Israeli brought me back to life.
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amazing. this is the where the glimmer of hope can come from..
wow. powerful picture
mimi,
i luv this...
we miss u here, and hope u r having fun
me and raiz r learning tanya
its amazing
wow mimi... really nice..
be in touch.. i miss you!!
A connection. If he can be inspired, so can we. And we call ourselves chassidim. At least we can be embarassed. Inspiration.
Thanks for posting this.
finally after all these blogs something nice. thank you!
finally after all these blogs something nice. thank you!
Friend:
Annoying has 2 n's. Apostrphe in "dude's." Comma after blogs. Sentence starters need to be capitalized.
Mimi:
Good stuff. Keep it coming.
Any reward for referrals?
Annoying Grammar dude: Wow, on a role. And I thought I needed corrections. Thanks for checking back in with the blog. It's been kinda, eh, blah, lately. Expect some real stuff soon.
And, um...reward for referrals. Well, this one came a little late in relation to your extensive involvement :). So, hmm, I'll have to think about it. But, really, thanks. Keep 'em coming and we'll work something out...dude.
I cant believe you were detached. Impossible!
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