Thursday, September 07, 2006

He Even Had a White Button-Down Shirt On

I was waiting on the ramp that leads into the bridge this morning for the cars ahead of me to creep a little faster. My windows were down and the radio was low and I thought I heard a clap. I didn't register that someone was, in fact, clapping his hands, until about the third time he did it. Looking around, I located the source: a small, elderly Jewish man with a very long and very full white beard. He sat clapping his hands a few times--I'm not sure what to because he had no music on--in the driver's seat of a pearly white Cadillac Escalade complete with mega car-bling hanging from the rearview mirror. I smiled at him because, well, how could I not?

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Blogger The Nucular Jew said...

For a whole second I thought "Oh man, I had a white button down shirt on!" Then I realized that you told me the story. Then I read the post.

Such a let down to think that a Dina blog post is about you, and then find out it's not :-(

Thursday, September 07, 2006 9:52:00 PM  
Blogger Sherbert said...

i thought the same thing...
"what? a post about nukes?"

Thursday, September 07, 2006 11:05:00 PM  
Blogger Minor Fast Days said...

You sure it wasn't Matisyahu succumbing to the trappings of rap music

Friday, September 08, 2006 6:03:00 PM  

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