Whats the deal with pants anyway?

Don't worry. The flooding of your inboxes will slow soon. Especially since i had a story published in this morning's paper, i definitely feel the need to slack off, spend more time on youtube or facebook.

I went to the knesset yesterday. I almost didnt get in. It takes about 30 minutes to get security clearance. So i could tell you that i was at work wearing shorts, and thats why I didn't have long pants at the Knesset. But no, i stopped at my place for my passport anyway...i just had a blonde moment and didn't think to put on long pants for the Knesset. The front security guard looked at me like i was crazy. I am some days.

Random note: pregnant ladies always work security check at the Knesset because you sit down the whole time...not a good idea. Really hormonal women in a desert country...are you crazy?!?!? they gave me trouble.

So i figured i'll get through security, then i'll worry about pants. While i was waiting though i made friends with the head of security named Boaz. I offered him some cashews, we talked about Israel. I would have had to go 15 min on the bus to buy pants, or 20 min home to change, but Boaz had a friend he worked with who he knew had an extra pair of khaki pants. He said i could borrow them if i promised to bring them back. I threw them on right there. Paint a mental image....haha.

I saw Bibi, Ehud Barak, and sat right behind Amir Peretz for a while. I got some inside info, some stuff that i honestly am not allowed to tell, not even on my blog. There is one thing that i will tell only A-ron though, so make sure he sees this to cash in. Though none of the big peeps said anything of substance, i got a story of Bibi Netanyahu's chief of staff.

crazy hackers

Other life notes:

Cold pizza - don't underestimate how amazingly refreshing cold pizza can be in the summer in Israel. I was totally pleasantly surprised.

Gummy bears - i never have dreams; or at least i never remember them. I remembered flashes of a dream last night. I was at a bar with some friends (i don't remember which friends, honestly, though i do remember hilary...weird, i know, maybe b/c she says she is an avid reader of this blog)...anyway, i remembered some of the details when i woke up, but now all i really remember is everyone had a beer at the table but me. Either i hadn't ordered one yet, or already finished mine, or just arrived. There was a giant bag of gummy bears on the table too. I kept trying to order when the waitress came, but my mouth was always full of bears. I didn't even take more, the bears just never went away. I would swallow some, and it was like they reproduced in my mouth. I spat out 3 into my hand, and my mouth had no more space...it was a nightmare. So random, but i don't have dreams, so i'll settle.


You see a bear everyday.

Happy birthday Emily and Bam Bam!