Feelin’ Funny: Mordechai Schmutter

Ever since my doctor diagnosed me with high blood pressure, he’s been telling me to remove stress from my life. 

I generally try to write about nice, relatable things, so what more relatable thing is there this week, the week after Tisha B’Av, than to write about a chasunah I recently went to that featured a mechanical bull?  It was set up right next to the tables on the men’s side. 

I don’t know if this is the best time of the year to talk about this, but the anti-Semites are on to us.

A Camp Newsletter

Whew!  Another exciting week has come and gone at Camp Zareinu V’chaspeinu!  We, the head staff, are literally falling off our feet, and we’re not sure if our hearing is going to come back.  So for now, here’s a summary of what happened this week, in writing, because we know your kids don’t tell you anything, and if you come over and ask us on Shabbos, we’re just going to politely nod and laugh and hope it wasn’t a question. 

If there’s somewhere you want to visit, flying is safer than driving.  That’s what they tell you.  Yet when we get on a plane, they give a whole safety speech.  Which we don’t pay attention to, because flying is safer than driving.

So I finally got my day in court.  Traffic court, to be precise. 

My day in court was a Tuesday.  The ticket I got actually said Shabbos, so I called to voice my concerns, and they said, “Actually, that’s not the court date.  That’s just the deadline to schedule your court date.”