Friday night services and dinner at Tikkun Leil Shabbat, where aside from Joelle and Sarah and the rest of the D.C. crew, was Shahar and Marisa and BZ and others down from NYC. Also, Simma was there! Though it wouldn't be a true Jewish event if I didn't run into someone I know unexpectedly, right?
Saturday morning, and basically the entire afternoon too, was at the Zoo Minyan. For all of you who make fun of my extreme egalitarianism and feminism in my approaches to Judaism, let me tell you that I've met my match. The Zoo Minyan's liturgy is way too altered for me. I have to spend time thinking about how I feel about that, and why.
After Shabbat, it was a night out on the town! A crowd of us made havdalah and then went down to a Jewish Slam Poetry reading, featuring Ruby K and Matthue Roth. I didn't think I'd enjoy it, because I'm not much of a poetry person. But when poetry gives up some of the subtlety and imagery in exchange for anger, suddenly it makes a lot more sense to me. Who knew? And, true to form, I had to run into someone, and this time it was
After the poetry reading and an absurdly rich dessert, I bid farewell to the Jewishly-focused part of the evening, and went to meet up with Nova for an hour, who was in a bar in Dupont Circle attending a birthday party. We hung out there and caught up; it's so nice to see my summer people when it's not summer. I ended the evening at
Sunday, since the Eagles weren't playing until Monday night (and since I didn't know at that point that it wouldn't be a game worth watching anyway), why rush home? So I stopped in Baltimore to chill with