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Fiddler

By Chava Tombosky

September 26, 2010 | 11:20 pm

Meir: You know who my favorite figure in “Fiddler on the Roof” is?

Me:  No, who?

Meir: Tevya

Me: Why is that?

Meir: Because he was just a good dad trying to protect his family.

  • Eat, Pray, and Love Your Story

    By Chava Tombosky

    September 22, 2010 | 6:34 pm

    A few nights ago I went to see “Eat, Pray, Love”.  I was pleasantly surprised to see that a movie of this introspective caliber got made. The script clearly defied the typical outline of today’s movie making recipe for telling a story. Usually when a movie is made there are... read on

  • Opportunity Knocks

    By Chava Tombosky

    September 16, 2010 | 6:55 pm

    With this Yom Kippur leering at me like a large impending ruling, it became evident that I needed a serious shift in how I was going to look at this Friday night and Saturday.  I’ve come to realize this can be a day that is filled with opportunity rather than an impossible conquest... read on

  • Pay It Forward

    By Chava Tombosky

    September 8, 2010 | 10:20 am

    Tonight is Rosh Hashanah. Oh the pressure. ‘Cause if it’s not enough to deal with lots of baking, cooking and cleaning, organizing, and shopping, primping, and dealing, (look at me I sound like a pimp) you gotta also take inventory and face your own guilt, misconducts,... read on

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  • Great Advice

    By Chava Tombosky

    September 8, 2010 | 1:35 am

    Me: “It hurts me when I do this….”(picture me moving my elbow)

    My DAD: “So don’t do that.”

    Me: “But it hurts when I touch my arm.”

    My DAD: “So don’t touch your arm.”

    Me: “Is my arm broken?”

    My DAD:  “I don’t know, try to move it.”

    Me:  “But it hurts.”

    My DAD:  “So DON"T... read on

  • Dr. Seymour Butts Gives The Best Medicine

    By Chava Tombosky

    September 7, 2010 | 1:34 am

    I admit I haven’t been as prolific as my usual. The truth is, when you’re mourning for someone you love, all you do all day is think about the person who you can no longer call, speak to, or hang out with. It is a deafening silence and although I have been trying to write funny... read on

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