Well, I survived. I deserve a t-shirt. Unfortunately, my mind is still a little ferblungered, and thus my musings are not quite so on par. Though, in all actuality, I should not jest too much. I could be verging on sacrilegious, something I’m still not overtly comfortable with. Regardless, I enjoyed myself. I feel refreshed after pouring my soul out like water before Hashem, as the prophet Jeremiah once lamented. And now, it’s time to feast! Seriously, though, besides Chanukkah (yes, ...