We interrupt your regularly scheduled Bar Mitzvah summary for a brief report on the current events of today.** After a weekend of eating lots of CRAP, I recommitted myself to watching the diet again, to continue on my path of losing some excess pounds. Going for a drive in snowy Suburbia to run an errand (and of course, try to sell more books) in my cute little black car, I suddenly detected an obstacle to my willpower as a sweet smell wafted into my car and up to my nose. I knew that smell anywhere. It was Dunkin Donuts. “I…will…not…stop…for…donuts!” I said to myself as I tried to speed up…
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Just Look Who I “Ran Into”!
So, I was aimlessly driving around in the downtown area of my particular Chicago suburb last night with a trunkload of books, and I was shouting out the car window, “Books for sale! Books for sale!” And then suddenly, I heard some shrieking. I thought I heard my name being called but wasn’t too sure, because it sounded like “Melissa” with two s’s and not just one, but I listened closer… She called louder: “Hey! Melisa! With one s! I want a book!” Well, of course that got my attention and I turned toward the screaming and, after looking around and around I finally found the source, hanging out the…