Digitally Born

Today, is Yom Kipur, a day of atonement in which we should all ask for forgiveness for the wrong doings we have done. I think it’s a really cool holiday, and think that it’s placement in being the highest of the Jewish holidays is a very good thing. One of the (many) things I didn’t like about my “former religious experience” is that it wasn’t very down to earth. In Catholicism (oops, I named it), if I were to lie to someone, I could simply jump into the nearest confessional and G-d would release me of all sin and burden. In Judaism, it’s not like that. First, I need to seek my victim’s forgiveness first, as it wasn’t a sin against G-d, but them. So, beginning at Rosh Hashanah, one is to begin doing just that. Seeking forgiveness against other people. Then, today, we ask for G-d’s forgiveness. Not as individuals, but as a community. Think of it this way, sure FEMA dropped the ball with Katrina, but it’s OUR fault as a community for electing *cough*someone*cough* into office who then hired someone to run FEMA. Therefore, it is OUR mistake, and we should all ask forgiveness from those effected by the slow relief.

Now, the smaller part of me, the “true” beer drinking, deer killin’, blonde hair stalkin American does not agree. He says, “Naw man! Fuck dat. Dat shi ain’t mah damn-ol’ problem. Tit sucks what happened to ‘em, but what the G-d damn am I gunna do ’bout tit?” (Notice the well placed G-d damns and tits) But the rest of me thinks that this is one of the most productive ways we can look at ANY situation. If we ALL take responsibility, then we ALL are obligated to help and everyone will get help who needs it.

Ok .. moving on to EVENTS:
Went to work yesterday. It sucked.
Came home later then I should have.
Went to dinner with Tami’s ‘rents.
Went to services at the Temple. The English parts keep my attention.
Came home.
Went to bed.
Woke up.
Went back to bed.
Woke up.
Showered.
Didn’t go to services today.
Went to Temple for a “discussion group.”
Didn’t like what they were discussing.
Came home.
Watched TV.
Helped Tami make a rather large break through in her life.
Read the story that came of the break through.
Listened some more.
Wrote this blog.
Sneezed.
Went to dinner (sushi).
Went to play poker at “Mike the man of steel”’s house.
Came home broke.
Went to sleep.
Rinsed.
Repeated.

Song o’ the day:
Catherine Wheel (Chrome) - Crank