Anonymous asked: I’m Jewish by descent, but I feel...
yoisthisracist: Yo, I mean, how much do you have to make jokes about Jews?
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Same itsdlevy. (Although that picture was taken four months and twenty pounds ago. I should get someone to take an updated shot of the svelter me. :) )
This day week month season just isn’t my day week month season.
youregonnalovetomorrow replied to your post: junkenglish replied to your photo: I’ve got a hot… Keep on rubbing the salt! Does their site not ship to Paris? (And/or does their digital service block you? You can download MP3s directly from the label.)
junkenglish replied to your photo: I’ve got a hot night in with Liza… And Julie and… How did you get them already? I thought they weren’t due out until May?! If you order direct from Masterworks Broadway, they ship them now. And by the way, I’m almost all the way through the Liza disc and it is unbelievably good. Liza at her pinnacle. Her voice is in fine form and her technique is...
I’ve had a LinkedIn account for a long time, but today I finally spent some time trying to put my profile together in a way that takes advantage of the site’s features. I’m sure some of you out there are better at LinkedIn than I am, so if you have any suggestions for how I might improve this, please let me know. And of course, if you’d like to link up, you know what to...
DL: Have you ever seen Ken Mandelbaum’s book Not Since Carrie? KM: No, but...– A conversation I had with Karen Morrow in February, 2001, for an interview for FynsworthAlley.com.
My TalkinBroadway.com Reviews
From 2004 to 2006 I was the Boston-area theater critic for TalkinBroadway.com. They list their review archives by show title rather than by date, so it’s hard for me to direct people to my archives should they want to look, so I thought it would be useful (if only to me) to create a list of links here. Company (SpeakEasy Stage, October, 2004) Ears on a Beatle (Lyric Stage, October, 2004) ...
Sometimes I'm hot and cold on Judaism...
…but last night, when it was approaching midnight and we were all full of a delicious meal and pretty sloshed thanks to several bottles of wine and scream-singing Psalm 136, in Hebrew, to the tune of the Bannana Boat Song, I remembered everything I like about this whole nonsense we call religion.