On this Erev Rosh Hashanah, I couldn't think of a better way for my more-and-more secular Jewish self to recall that Jesus was 33 when he went up on the cross. What does one thing have to do with another? Well, it just so happens that my birthday is next Tuesday (9/21) and I will be 33. That should be some milestone, right? Especially since he was Jewish too. And I feel perfectly comfortable having this conversation because in just 10 days I can atone for it on Yom Kippur – after my birthday, thankfully.
Really, those of you who don't know me, you can skip this, unless you're feeling ultra-generous. But right now? Here's a shameless plug for presents. That’s right: I've been short-shrifted on gifts for many a year, so now that I know my family and friends visit this blog religiously in order to keep-up with my life and opinions, I'm sure they'll all say, "Hey, look … time to buy Aaron a gift. But I never know what to give him."
Ha, I say. Shame on you. You know that movies, music and books are all I spend my money on. So just head over to this little Amazon Wish List and you'll find plenty of DVDs, CDs and books which you can purchase for little ol' me. Feel free to use their search mechanism to see what I've listed as "Must Have," "Love to Have," etc., although I haven't had a chance to go through everything, but you know ... I'm always grateful for free stuff, so go crazy with any of it.
And remember, what else are birthdays for if not for sending presents to those you love.
And for those of you who don't know me and stubbornly continued reading: what else are birthdays for if not for sending presents to those you don't know.
Yeah, it's all a little self-serving, but then again, this is a fucking blog, and what else are blogs for … feh. You get the idea.