Moon Bounce
A wise man once said, "Knowing you're a fool is a big step in life." I took that maxim to heart. It sunk in. It's there. It ain't going anywhere. I have taken that big jump in my life and discovered that, indeed, I am a fool. And I'm happy, ecstatic really, with that realization. For only once I came to this epiphany could I be truly content with never understanding C++ homework 9...and computer architecture lecture...and integrals...and heaps...and MIPS...need I go on?
And so, now, content with my fool lot in life, I will try my utmost to make all of you fools with me, killing off brain cells one step at a time, beginning with "Nerdy News."
Reporter: "Hudi, what did you do that is Nerdy Newsworthy?"
Hoodie: "Um, discovered that I'm a fool."
Reporter: "Silly, Hudi. We all knew that a long time ago. Tell us something else."
Hoodie: "Well, that just took all the steam out of my boat. Thanks for that. Anywho, moving swiftly on. So, pretty much, I was at a cousin's wedding on Lag Ba'omer. And I was being social and nice. (You see, my nice twin comes out at weddings.) When all of a sudden, I saw a woman who I'd only ever seen before talking about integrals and derivatives and continuity. Yes, you are right. It was my Cal-Kill-Us teacher.
"She saw me at the same time and exclaimed, 'Hey, that's my student.'
"My response: 'Hey, that's my teacher.' Brilliant, Hudi. Absolutely brilliant. See what I mean by saying I'm a fool.
"And then, to make things even more awkward, I continued, 'I didn't even know that teachers had a life outside of school.' Definitely should have quit while I was ahead. So, that is a surefire way of failing my Cal-Kill-Us final."
Reporter: "I have a hard time believing you, Hudi."
Hoodie: "Fine, you got me. I didn't say that last thing. Only the first thing. And yes, it was in response to her saying that I was her student. So, that was nerdy."
Reporter: "Huds, you don't even need to try to be nerdy. It comes naturally to you. Thank you for sharing your Nerdy News with us."
So, I did go to my cousin's wedding and I did see my teacher there, but that was not the highlight of the wedding, obviously. It was such a beautiful wedding, and I absolutely adore my cousins, so it was a great Simcha. Danced like a nut and talked to much of my family and ate like I hadn't eaten real food in a long time.
The night before that wedding, which was Lag Ba'omer night, I had gone to my uncle's in Netivot (read: Gaza) for a family barbecue. I saw my cousins and their kids. My Ramot cousins brought a moon bounce with them. I come in and see this literal castle of a moon bounce taking up the entire living room. The kids had a ton of fun with this. Let's be real: I had more fun than any of them. So that was really nice.
On the way to Netivot, I listened to maybe one of the most life-changing shiurim I've ever heard. It's a Rabbi Tatz shiur on Lashon Hara, and by the end of it, I was actually crying. Now, that could be because I was so tired (mono, remember) or because I had dust in my eyes (don't ask), but really I believe it was because I now had this feeling in my bones like, "Oh, I have sinned. This is bad. This is really bad." So, definitely recommend this shiur to all y'all.
Looks like we're going backwards this week, because I'm now going to talk about Lag Ba'omer day, which was super fun. Had a crazy dance party with Shloims and Faeven, listened to my very talented friend play guitar, skipped school like a true rebel, and just had a great day.
The day before that, our apartment had our very first Vaad meeting, where we talked about how we need to be nicer to Hudi. No, not really. Our topic was noticing other people, but it wasn't necessarily focused on me. That was wonderful, as well.
Shabbos, at the Steinsies, was great as usual. The only reason I go is so I have fodder for my blog. No, of course not. I go because the Steins are awesome people, and for some reason like me. I don't understand it either. To each their own, I guess.
Shabbos was that perfect blend of funny and heartwarming and crazy and spiritual. We have this perfect balance down to a science. We speak about my shidduchim every few moments and in between those conservations, we have hashkafic debates about all sorts of things, and of course there's the crazy laughter that spurts out of us all the time, because we're such funny people.
Mrs. Stein made these incredible muffins, and I just ate so many of them. Her food is so many yummies.
I did yoga this week, a few times actually. I was speaking to an unnamed friend about dead man's pose (lying on your back and closing your eyes), and she very wittily replied, "I do yoga every night on my bed." I had to admit, that was pretty funny.
Above friend had two more great lines this week, both of which taken out of context make very little sense. Even in context, they make very little sense. But you can be the judge. She said, in response to my waking up and being sore, said, "Sometimes, I wake up and I'm sore, and I'm like, that was such a rough sleep." She also said, "Every time I drink water, I get nervous." Yeah, I still don't get that, and I was there when she said it.
Today, I was treated to a wonderful rendition of a country dance by two random peeps, one of whom actually knew what she was doing, the other who had no clue. It was highly entertaining. The only thing that might be more entertaining than watching someone who doesn't know how to dance dance is probably singing lessons with Barrel and myself.
And now, to end off, I will show you a great invention made by my friend:
Gotta go now. Hope you enjoyed!
Toodles from Hoodles!
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