Why Is This Sundae Monday Different From All Other Nights?

If you know me, then you know I never hide my religion. Jews have a certain knack for humor, but if you had a Jewish mother, you would laugh too. Passover is the time of year that makes me happy to be a Jew, in no small part because the food and family provide great comfort. You can keep your Christmas. I'll just have some matzah ball soup. And so it is that I yet again revel in the wonders of Jewish humor.

A basic primer for all the Goyim out there:



This is just plain funny:



Matzah!



Everyone who celebrates Passover ends up with more matzah than they can stomach (there's only so much matzah pizza a man can eat). Here are some suggestions for what to do with your leftovers:





On a completely separate note, I will not be posting for at least another two weeks. Having six exams and a paper will do that to you. I look forward to seeing you again if I survive.

Sundae Monday

Apparently this weekend was an orgy of blogging, what with Grindhouse finally in theaters and The Sopranos back on the air. But what about religion? I'm still eating Matzoh, even when I went over to my girlfriend's place for an Easter Egg Hunt (It was simply cruel of her to eat Chinese food while I had matzoh with cream cheese). And so for this holy weekend, I present a double offering, one for each religion.

The Christians can have Rabbit, a wonderfully stylized animated moral tale about greed.



And for the Jews in the house, well, you'll get the joke. I particularly like the Maltese Falcon score thrown in.