How does this happen?

I had a very detailed schedule of how I was going to spend this day and what time I would go to sleep... yet it is now past 3:30 and I am still awake!?!?!?

Was going to write a poem...

but can't figure out how not to be cheesy so I'm just gonna come straight out and say that I was trying to meditate on the subway and I kind of slipped into a not so conscious state and got all trippy and freaked out from all the hissing and screeching. Scary stuff that subway!
(When you're eyes are open and you are conscious of your surroundings its not so much better. How can people be so indecent in public? yuck.)

Simchas Torah highs, lows, party fouls

Wanted to write one long post chronicling Simchas Torah but it wasnt happening so now I will attempt to compose little bits and pieces and not in any particular order.
These memories will be remembered to the best of my abilities.

On Shemini Atzeres there was a farbrengen and hakkafos and then a group of bochurim went over to eat and farbreng at the sukkah of one of the shluchim.

between courses I got bored and decided that it would be a good idea to dance on the table. I climbed up and then pulled up another bochur and we began dancing. At the time I thought that this was the funniest thing in the entire universe and the dancing gave way to fits of laughing and then more dancing. I did a sommersault and apparantly there was a stray plate of mash potatoes still on the table and it got on my pants. Everyone was laughing and in good spiritis and I enjoy a good joke even at my expense. This was one of the high points for me.

Then we were farbrenging and it started to pour. We decided to stay in the sukkah. I didn't take my hat and jacket off for some reason and they got really really really wet.

One of the bochurim there had gotten really cut down at the earlier farbrengen and just lost it. He was sitting next to the son of the head shliach and the latter said something to incense him. He started off calling him names and insulting his other brother too. It was all completely out of hand but I felt that as long as the discussion was centered around people in attendance then there could be some constructive give and take. He ended up bashing their whole family and him and his brother just sat there and took it. Then he cursed out their father, the Rabbi, and said terribly disrespectful things. I chimed in that by being m'vazeh the Rabbi, The Rebbe's shliach, and pillar of our community, he was crossing into a whole new forbidden territory. He just continued his tirade so I stood up and got into his face in protest. He backed down, someone pulled me away, and then I went outside for a breather. I wen't back inside but I was so upset over the whole thing that I cried. Everything sort of died down after that and we all bentsched and set out in groups to walk home.

I was still very upset about what happened and there was a moment where the whole world seemed like such a dark void that the yetzer hora chimed in that everything is futile and were screwed either way so you might as well be nichshel in all sorts of prohibited activities.
I really felt like I was being pulled directly into gehinnom.
Pushed out those thoughts forcefully.
I said krias shema and easily fell asleep.

Everything worth having a picture or video of inevitably happens on yom tov.

That superhero meme thing

I just remembered that Altie tagged me to participate in this exercise.
I wanted to say I would use my superpower to bring moshiach but using magical mystical powers to force the geula is a no no...
Any of the other awesome ideas I had seem to come to close to taking away bechira from people...
I guess maybe I could do some low grade mofsim.

My purely selfish super power choice would be to have super concentration.

Not gonna tag anyone as I think everyone I know has already been tagged.

The not so sunny side

55 degrees and rainy.
ritualistic immersion in swimming pool = brutal.
I do not envy shtetl yidden in the old country.
Weather has also put a damper on getting the Sukkah Mobile out and about.
Please stop raining!

The sunny side

It is a sunny 74 degrees out and I am shvitsing waiting for the bus.
Then a goy waves at me and says Shalom and I forget all about the cruddy time I am having.
I love pro-semitism!
I honestly have met goyim before who are so pro-Jewish that if they were Jews they would be labeled radicals and would be scorned by the average american Jew.
A goyess one time approached me and a friend to tell us how in her church they pray everyday for the Jewish people to regain their rightful homeland.
Halavy that we would really want to be redeemed.

Television

Last week me decided not to watch television when I am at home but present me finds myself spending time with a friend who does own a television and wants to watch a movie.
I suppose I knew this would be inevitable when I came over here but...
you can't just come home every once and awhile and be "too chassidish" for your non religious friends who need you. I mean this movie really isn't inappropriate... I hate toeing the line.
This is one of those times I wish I lived in a shtetl.
As per Altie all I would have to worry about then would be about refraining from loshon hara about who stole who's cow :-P