Gonzales

Hello there, family and friends. 

Welcome back. I know you've all missed me. Oh, you haven't? Not even little bit?

This is supremely awkward. Well, for these few moments, we're going to at least pretend that you have. Thanks. This is really sweet. 

Now, it's time for some nerdy news. I know you've all been waiting anxiously for this segment, but now you will wait no longer! Except for just a few moments, while I interject with a holy story. 

Holy Story Time: My friend was going away for Shabbos this past week, but alas, she missed the bus. Oh dear. What was she to do? It was an hour to Shabbos, and no taxis were available. Of course, when you don't need one, there are about a million surrounding you. But when the need is dire, there are none to be found. 

Anywho, she decided there was nothing to do but start walking. And so she did.  45 minutes until Shabbos. Still walking. Met someone else going to French Hill. Started walking together. 

It was half-an-hour before Shabbos, and they were not going to make it in time before Shabbos started. They started looking for a hiding place to put their muktza items. And that's when it happened. A random Chareidi man saw them and asked them where they were going and if he could drive them there. 

They were astounded. 30 minutes until Shabbos and this man is just waiting outside to see if he could drive people who missed the bus! Only in Israel. 

Needless to say, they got to their destinations in time for Shabbos. 

I'm almost tempted to miss the last bus to see if this would happen to me, but knowing my luck, I have a feeling I wouldn't meet this guy. 

Now, after that short commercial break, we're back with Hudi on Nerdy News. 

"Hudi, what's in nerdy news today?"

"Um, well, I was walking back from the kotel, and I met a girl who was in Meorot last year. She turned around, recognized me, and said, 'Hudi Bart! How are you?' She probably remembered my seven siblings and their birthdays and my social security number. Meanwhile, I didn't even know her name. 

"So we spent about 15 minutes walking and talking until I got to my destination. Then, brilliant me said, 'Hey, can I have your number?' I took out my handy dandy koshy (that's short for kosher phone) and chose new contact. 'Hey, how do you spell your last name?' I asked, hoping she would just tell me her whole name. But, alas, it was to no avail. 'G-o-n-z-a-l-e-s.' At least her last name wasn't Goldberg or Cohen or something equally as easy to spell. 

"And so, this poor girl is now in my phone as Gonzales. Hope she never looks at my contact list. Also hope she never reads this blog post. That would be Awkward."

"Well, that is nerdy. Good job, Hudi. We are so proud of you. And your memory (or lack of it)."

I must be getting old. Happens to the best of us. 

In other news, school and work are going well, Baruch Hashem. School is just getting harder, and we just got our finalized schedule. Found out that finals are a month long. So don't expect to hear from me from January to February. I'm going to need a lot of chocolate twizzlers to get through that month. 

We don't have school tomorrow, because of Moed Bet. Yes, our school is so hard and so many people fail classes that they have built-in second exam dates. How generous of them. it could also be because a lot of people are married and have babies. Maybe. Who knows?

I went shopping today in Osher Kosher (Osher Ad, for those who don't know the lingo) and bought many delicious fruits and veggies (don't worry, guys. They're still from the 6th year, I think. I hope). Can't wait to make soup and salad and other healthy things that make me question my mental health. 

Remember Avigayil from last post? My savior at the mikveh? Well, please all daven for her because she has some huge tests coming up. She would really appreciate all your tefillos. Thank you.

And now, after that call for tefilla, I am going to sign off. Got to go do my mountains of homework. 

Toodles from Hoodles!