sick pumpkinEven though vampire queen Anne Rice has found Jesus, I have not and so will be celebrating Halloween this evening with my pagan brothers and sisters. I don’t care what the rabbis say, I want candy.

And regarding last week’s Simchat Torah post about my Jewish inferiority, I did get to dance in the redwoods in a belated ceremony with my son’s Sunday school class. Maybe Esther’s right — he just might end up a rabbi. Maybe I can convince him to abandon his Harry Potter costume for some glued-on peyes and a tallis…

(Yeah, I posted this photo last year, but I just really get a kick out of it. Sue me.)

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