I was expecting a dissertation on the origins of Valentines Day or something. This is a bit sentimental for you froylein isn’t it? What’s up with that? As for me, I have a large Valentine on my lapel in honor of the entire Jewlicious community (as it were). Yes, today I have a giant heart on for you!
Sorry, ck, I thought everybody knew that this day’s dedicated to St Valentine in the Catholic saints’ calendar. Valentine was a bishop who died as a martyr in 268CE, at a time when Christians were still ‘novelty’ and widely persecuted throughout the Roman Empire. Little is known about this saint; legend says he loved flowers and grew many to distribute them to people. He’s the patron saint of lovers and couples to be wed. While many people think that Valentine’s Day was an invention by US American flower retailers to improve sales, this date (as it was fixed at the time of the calendar reform) – including giving gifts of flowers – has been celebrated from Ancient times on as festivals of celebrating the Roman deity Iuno already included giving gifts of flowers. Tradition and legends merged. European immigrants took the custom to America with them, but it remained somewhat forgotten for a few decades till it was re-discovered by florists in need of boosting their biz. Which is ok as everybody needs some parnossah, and as long as it’s not illegal and not immoral, I will not object.
Better?
Tom, look at that will ya? Somebody hearts you.
There ya go, ck– that’s just how I interpreted it. Thanks, froylein. Just some history– St. Valentine and his partner in crime, St. Hallmark. That stuff.
All very, you know. Abstract, nothing to do with real, um…
emotions or anything…
(I can’t go on. I’m sorry.)
With regard to Valentines Day….
JEWISH VAGINA REJECTED BY SEATTLE TIMES !!
The National Council of Jewish Women in Seattle was co-sponsoring 2 performances of The Vagina Monologues, one for Valentines Day, to support its program for women and children in need. The ad for the play howver was rejected by the Seattle Times as being inappropriate for the newspaper’s audience. The poster was designed by a congregant of Temple B’nai Torah in Bellevue, Washington, and according to Rabbi Yohanna Kinberg, it hangs in her Temple and at several other area synagogues.
Mei-Mei Chan, vp of advertising at the Seattle Times though, found the heart design which contained what some might deem to be a Jewish vagina, to be inappropriate to dwindling readership of the Seattle Times.
The poster is on the link above
Larry, makes me wonder what searchterms you google. 😉
Froylein, do the rest of us get something on Tu B’Av?
Certainly, Ramon, what do you fancy?
In the past, Ramon has fancied lingerie.
Modelled of or just drawer shots? I’d need to ask permission for the former…
Sweet, Ramon. You’ll pose, and I’ll take the pics. What cup size do you take?
Jewlicious is such a welcoming, accepting place. No need to feel self-conscious about any of this, ramon…. Just remember to ask me to draft a release before froylein’s photo shoot.
Does Ramon need to be protected from me? 😉
I hadn’t even considered that possibility, froylein, but good point! I figure if this spread winds up in magazines and galleries all over the world (I can see it now: “a searing combination of Arbus and Helmut Newton”), the two of you may need to be protected from redoutable mrs. ramon, or maybe even ramon jr….
My professional relationships are strictly platonic, so no worries there. I’m more worried about what ck will think about homemade travesty erotica published on his blog. 😉
Just make sure it’s not erotic– extremely edgy sexual content should be fine.
Or if I can make Ramon wear something Judaica-themed, it’ll at least match the overall blog. 🙂
Tom will be just be happy if it’s Red Sox=themed lingerie.
…Compromise and give it a Theo theme…
Ramon, you may wear just a red sock if you really want to.
I’m extremely disappointed in the direction this has taken. I don’t think I could have set it up any better.
We’ve had much scarier content on Jewlicious. Do your best, y;all don’t scare me…
Middle, I know what you were aiming for. 😀
ck, Ramon with nothing but a red sock pulled over his… ear?
When you observant types cut out for the sabbath, the level of discourse heads right over the cliff.
Actually, we were getting Solomonic.
I know no further:
Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death,
Vagabond exile, raying, pent to linger
But with a grain a day, I would not buy
Their mercy at the price of one fair word;
Nor cheque my courage for what they can give,
To have’t with saying ‘Good morrow.’
Poetry slam?
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill,
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fucking head.
I’m not a morning person.
That’s what Emily Dickinson really thought of that damned bobolink.
Quite the sociopath she seems to have been.
Celibacy should be left to the Catholics.
No objections to that.
Though: prophets are supposed to be celibate.
My head is spinning. Stop. My agent needs to know the location and start time for the shoot.
So– now we know, at last. Middle’s name is Tom!
Don’t buy her coffee, is my advice…..
xxo
I was expecting a dissertation on the origins of Valentines Day or something. This is a bit sentimental for you froylein isn’t it? What’s up with that? As for me, I have a large Valentine on my lapel in honor of the entire Jewlicious community (as it were). Yes, today I have a giant heart on for you!
Sorry, ck, I thought everybody knew that this day’s dedicated to St Valentine in the Catholic saints’ calendar. Valentine was a bishop who died as a martyr in 268CE, at a time when Christians were still ‘novelty’ and widely persecuted throughout the Roman Empire. Little is known about this saint; legend says he loved flowers and grew many to distribute them to people. He’s the patron saint of lovers and couples to be wed. While many people think that Valentine’s Day was an invention by US American flower retailers to improve sales, this date (as it was fixed at the time of the calendar reform) – including giving gifts of flowers – has been celebrated from Ancient times on as festivals of celebrating the Roman deity Iuno already included giving gifts of flowers. Tradition and legends merged. European immigrants took the custom to America with them, but it remained somewhat forgotten for a few decades till it was re-discovered by florists in need of boosting their biz. Which is ok as everybody needs some parnossah, and as long as it’s not illegal and not immoral, I will not object.
Better?
Tom, look at that will ya? Somebody hearts you.
There ya go, ck– that’s just how I interpreted it. Thanks, froylein. Just some history– St. Valentine and his partner in crime, St. Hallmark. That stuff.
All very, you know. Abstract, nothing to do with real, um…
emotions or anything…
(I can’t go on. I’m sorry.)
With regard to Valentines Day….
JEWISH VAGINA REJECTED BY SEATTLE TIMES !!
The National Council of Jewish Women in Seattle was co-sponsoring 2 performances of The Vagina Monologues, one for Valentines Day, to support its program for women and children in need. The ad for the play howver was rejected by the Seattle Times as being inappropriate for the newspaper’s audience. The poster was designed by a congregant of Temple B’nai Torah in Bellevue, Washington, and according to Rabbi Yohanna Kinberg, it hangs in her Temple and at several other area synagogues.
Mei-Mei Chan, vp of advertising at the Seattle Times though, found the heart design which contained what some might deem to be a Jewish vagina, to be inappropriate to dwindling readership of the Seattle Times.
The poster is on the link above
Larry, makes me wonder what searchterms you google. 😉
Froylein, do the rest of us get something on Tu B’Av?
Certainly, Ramon, what do you fancy?
In the past, Ramon has fancied lingerie.
Modelled of or just drawer shots? I’d need to ask permission for the former…
Whatever’s more convenient for you.
Keep in mind he’s a true connoisseur, Froylein.
http://www.creation-records.com/history/hist99.jpg
Sweet, Ramon. You’ll pose, and I’ll take the pics. What cup size do you take?
Jewlicious is such a welcoming, accepting place. No need to feel self-conscious about any of this, ramon…. Just remember to ask me to draft a release before froylein’s photo shoot.
Does Ramon need to be protected from me? 😉
I hadn’t even considered that possibility, froylein, but good point! I figure if this spread winds up in magazines and galleries all over the world (I can see it now: “a searing combination of Arbus and Helmut Newton”), the two of you may need to be protected from redoutable mrs. ramon, or maybe even ramon jr….
My professional relationships are strictly platonic, so no worries there. I’m more worried about what ck will think about homemade travesty erotica published on his blog. 😉
Just make sure it’s not erotic– extremely edgy sexual content should be fine.
Or if I can make Ramon wear something Judaica-themed, it’ll at least match the overall blog. 🙂
Tom will be just be happy if it’s Red Sox=themed lingerie.
…Compromise and give it a Theo theme…
Ramon, you may wear just a red sock if you really want to.
I’m extremely disappointed in the direction this has taken. I don’t think I could have set it up any better.
We’ve had much scarier content on Jewlicious. Do your best, y;all don’t scare me…
Middle, I know what you were aiming for. 😀
ck, Ramon with nothing but a red sock pulled over his… ear?
When you observant types cut out for the sabbath, the level of discourse heads right over the cliff.
Actually, we were getting Solomonic.
I know no further:
Let them pronounce the steep Tarpeian death,
Vagabond exile, raying, pent to linger
But with a grain a day, I would not buy
Their mercy at the price of one fair word;
Nor cheque my courage for what they can give,
To have’t with saying ‘Good morrow.’
Poetry slam?
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill,
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemed his very trilling,
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his fucking head.
I’m not a morning person.
That’s what Emily Dickinson really thought of that damned bobolink.
Quite the sociopath she seems to have been.
Celibacy should be left to the Catholics.
No objections to that.
Though: prophets are supposed to be celibate.
My head is spinning. Stop. My agent needs to know the location and start time for the shoot.
Tom, have you read this?