My very last consultation last Friday was with Rabbi Mordechi Dovid Slivovitz of Silver Spring, Maryland, recently elected President of the Modern Orthodox Rabbinical Organization National and International Council. Frankly, I’ve never seen him so upset. “Oy vey ist mir,” he wailed as he plunked his ample, ovoid frame down on the couch with an… Continue reading I Spy a Peeping Rabbi
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Kim Jong-Un Alive and Well – For the Moment, Anyway
About two o’clock in the afternoon today, I was relaxing at home in Great Falls, Virginia, with my friend Cerise and my cat Twinkle. All three of us were lying naked on satin sheets in my king size extra deep memory foam mattress with the windows open, the bed vibrator set on low, Mozart on… Continue reading Kim Jong-Un Alive and Well – For the Moment, Anyway
Secret Service Seeks a Suitable Sycophant for Star-crossed Sinecure
Starting on Wednesday afternoon and continuing until Gretchen managed to squeeze him in for an initial telephone consultation on Friday morning, Aloysius Mortimer Philpott-Farquhar proved to be both persistent and indefatigable. He demonstrated a great deal of character, also, in my humble opinion, by insisting on paying for it when he could have had it… Continue reading Secret Service Seeks a Suitable Sycophant for Star-crossed Sinecure
Bill O’Reilly Recommends the Universal Solvent – Money
Thursday, I finished late – the last consultation ended at a quarter of nine. My footsteps echoed in the quiet, deserted parking garage under the building. Approaching my imported sports car, just as I was about to take out the electronic key to open the door, I heard an anxious whisper from behind a nearby… Continue reading Bill O’Reilly Recommends the Universal Solvent – Money
Debbie Does the DNC – The Wasserman Effect
Friday night, Cerise and I had dinner at 1789, took in an Indian dance recital at the Kennedy Center and went clubbing in Georgetown, Adams Morgan and DuPont Circle. Arriving back at my place in Great Falls around dawn, we finally got to sleep about eight thirty. At three fifteen in the afternoon on Saturday,… Continue reading Debbie Does the DNC – The Wasserman Effect