After sledding, we came back and napped for a bit. I rode home quickly to have dinner with my parents and family friends. dinner was good, the family is real into biking and Buffalo so it was good conversation.

On Friday night we heard from (e:Robert) about this secret house party on the west side. In order to go to it, you needed to have emailed some guy, been accepted and put on as guest list, and have your ID checked when you got there since it was 25+. (e:paul) emailed and got me in even though I wasn't old enough.

We got there and it wasn't as big of a deal as they made it out to be. It was still pretty fun though, even if house music isn't my favorite. Dancing was pretty lame. The building was the triangular one on at Rhode Island and Utica, kind of remuddled but going to become a new wine bar soon.
We saw Robert and Mickey, and (e:Keith) who apparently thought I was 30. Wow, that has never happened to me. My youth really must be getting sucked away, lol.

We didn't stick around too long and headed home after 1. On the way (e:terry) and I had an argument about the value of art that wasn't productive but definitely ridiculous. I'll have to post about it sometime. Paul went to bed and Terry, Alex and I stayed up listening to music and watching gospel songs about chicken. It was a happy camper night so it was so tough to fall asleep before 4.




This was the solution to not being able to fit their fridge in. The studs aren't even headered off.



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(E:paul), (e:terry) and I went sledding down at Chestnut Ridge. It was real fun, and the weather was perfect. Its amazing to not be cooped up inside.

Terry and I found the best way to go down was on your stomach, so much faster and way more control.

I saw my coworker Karl, who was carrying his kid up the hill. I can't even imagine, I'd be so dead.

We're almost 100% again! (e:paul) came out with me to see Emily, Lindsay and Tim at Cantina last night. Afterwards we headed out to Brick Bar while (e:paul) and (e:xandra) went to Hardware. Brick Bar was kind of lame especially with the country music. I went to Hardware after, where (e:Robert) was also. Hardware was kind of dead also but decently fun especially after (e:terry) came. I'm kind of tired of going out to bars bars, good thing we're going to some crazy dance thing tonight. Seeing the sun this morning makes it feel like winter is over. It is, right?

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After the botanical gardens and dinner at Papaya, (e:paul), (e:terry) and I were talking about all these crazy things. This included scallops anatomy, St. James, Yiddish, and Ashkenazi (a group ofJews in Europe).
Paul sent me this amazing article about the last Jew in Afghanistan named Zablon Simintov. Apparently every Jewish person in Kabul, even his wife and kids, left for Israel during the Taliban and US invasion. There was even another Jewish guy in Kabul but he ended up passing away.

Despite a lot of people wanting him to leave, and the fact that his catering business is closing, he refuses to leave the country. he wants to maintain the synagogue and his heritage. In a way I can understand - he's already somewhat old at 55, his father and grandfather were rabbis in Afghanistan - why would he leave at that point? He's made it through well this far. It'd be giving up a lot if you asked me. I admire that kind of tenacity, even if I don't understand his religion.