Livre d'Or

RIP Tim Curry.

So I had a kind of ludicrous college assignment to spend all of the past academic year working on a single verse of Torah, with some restrictions on what we were allowed to pick so it couldn't be one of the really famous ones.

Recently read Cyteen, by CJ Cherryh.

cjwatson and I have just finished watching through S1 of The Owl House.

So next/this year I'm assigned to Wimbledon, a kind of apprenticeship or internship where hopefully I will learn how to actually do the job of a rabbi as a whole, rather than individual pieces of it.

Recently er past several months read: A guide for the perplexed, by Dara Horn, Pub 2014 WW Norton & Co, ISBN 978-0393348880 The long way to a small angry planet, by Becky Chambers, (c) Becky Chambers 2014, Pub 2015 Hodder & Stoughton, ISBN 978-1-473-61981…

Not quite my first full day off since March but not far off it either.

There's been a rant I have been meaning to turn into an essay for a while, but Ken White (Popehat) has done it better, so I direct you to his really well-written and referenced (though US-centric) article: The Fashionable Notion of 'Free Speech Culture' Is

I want to talk about the education privilege meme that's been doing the rounds.

My mother died in March.

Content note: mentions antisemitic murders and police violence.

One advantage of my unexpected free month was that I started reading books again.

This weekend one of my oldest friends got married, and my partners celebrated their 20th anniversary with a Jewish blessing and wedding canopy.

This week P'tite Soeur organized a family trip to London.

It's been a full and emotional couple of months, friends.

I missed my anniversary of moving to DW – this has been my online home since 3 May 2009, a slightly astonishing 16 years.

As posted under lock, my mother died on 11 March.

My extremely awesome girlfriend managed to get us tickets for the stage production of Ballet Shoes, a book we both imprinted on.

I was very interested in Jude Doyle's TERFs, Trans Mascs and Two Steve Feminism, and even more so in sbqr's thinky response.

I read and was very impressed by this review by lannamichaels.

So my OSOs decided it was past time for me to watch Die Hard (1988).

What can I tell you about this year?

Christmas eve: spent a quiet day with jack.

I think the idea is something like, five things in your bag that say something about you: Two sets of keys, because I live half my time with my husband in Cambridge and half my time in a flat in North London near my course.

10 years (and one month) ago some friends of ours, themselves a married couple, asked me and jack out.