Jblogging at Mount Sinai
Shemot: 20:2 (A glossary of the Internet abbreviations used in this story is available at the bottom of this post.) Yonie Potashnick was not a
Shemot: 20:2 (A glossary of the Internet abbreviations used in this story is available at the bottom of this post.) Yonie Potashnick was not a
Michael was sitting outside the main office of the yeshiva, waiting for the taxi to take him to Ben Gurion. He had two large suitcases
Josh Steinberg had never been to a movie mogul’s office before. He was expecting it to be lavish, or at least plush. But he was
Rebecca loved her shoes. All of them. She wished it were otherwise. In theory, she didn’t want an entire closet stacked with shelf upon shelf
Shemot 5:3, 7:26 “Mom, can I have orange soda?” “No, dear.” “Please?” It was a Monday night in Springfield, and Dina Traub was sitting in
Bernie Baumgarten was dying. Okay, so he wasn’t really dying. Actually, he had a very bad cold. Okay, it wasn’t such a bad cold. But
The score was six to five in the bottom of the ninth inning when Nate Blau came up to bat. The pitcher, Jay Leonard, looked
The day in the stores had been a battle. She couldn’t find the right slippers for Rebecca. The board game Michael wanted was sold out
Once, in the town of East Brunswick, a rabbi had a vision. He was sitting in his little shtiebel on Shabbat afternoon, learning Parshat Vayishlach
As Burt Sosovsky hung from the roof of his house in Allamuchy, New Jersey, holding on to the cold metal edge of the gutter for
He became suspicious when he won at thumb wrestling. Ari had never beaten Shira at thumb wrestling. Never. Not once. Then he beat her twice
Bereishit: 18:1-9 -I’m speechless. -Really, you don’t like it? -No, no, I do. I’ve just never seen anything like it before. -Isn’t it something? -Yes,