Is it SHA-bat or sha-BAT? Hage-DO-lim or hagedo-LIM? V’a-HAV-ta or v’ahav-TA? And does it really matter?
Well, in that last case? Yes. Extremely much. 536 more words
I should really hold on to this idea and develop it into a book, but I feel, as sort of a public service, that I must share this critical piece of knowledge with any of my young male readers who are contemplating a relationship with a woman or who have entered into such a relationship. 789 more words
Today is either our first day of the real term, or the last day of Freshers’ Week. The lines between the two are somewhat blurry because everybody seems to be working anyway – the college library, foreign to us only a few days ago, is now almost entirely populated by freshers working on their first essays. 367 more words
How Making and Not Making Drug Arrests
Threatened My Police Career
January 7, 2015
Immediately after completing NYPD academy training I was assigned to a lower Manhattan precinct training unit. 2,075 more words
OK friends help me here because I’m struggling.
I know that the enemy is working overtime against me, as I sit here at my children’s soccer games in the NCP’s City of residence… I know that I’m struggling because I have to watch my kids cuddle with my now ex-wife, the NCP and his mother while I sit here, alone in a strange place. 969 more words