So while my brother got punched out at his bar mitzvah -- by me -- this other kid met God. Of course, some kids start getting into trouble at this age, while others really start to excel as students.
I'd like to say it was the best of dates and the worst of dates. That would be poetic. But it didn't really happen like that. This is the story of two dates gone wrong, two blind dates actually.
The other day, it suddenly hit me. I'm the anti-Forrest Gump.
It's got to be one of the toughest marketing problems of all time: selling Orthodox Judaism. You gotta hand it to Chabad. They're making amazing progress, especially when you think about what an unmarketable name they have to deal with: Orthodox Judaism.