so hungarian right now

i'm baking pogacsa for my dad's birthday. he will eat them and get all nostalgic for "the old country." even though he was born in upstate new york.

they are in the oven now! they smell good!

this is the second time i've smelled chocolate tonight. the first time was maybe more interesting? i went to a performance art festival my friend was helping out with and there was a woman there who put on a pair of big yellow rubber boots and then filled them up with m&ms. then she stepped into a tub of boiling water, and the chocolate melted a bit, and then she jumped rope and played soccer, and finally, she took a saw and sawed off the toes of the boots, and the room started to smell like chocolate. her calves were rainbow colored when she was done.

i think it's really funny that haruki murakami has his narrator meet an author named hiraku makimura in dance dance dance. anagrams should be more popular. they're just great. i am pro-anagram.

i just got into a really weird argument with my mother... she wants me to skip work for yom kippur, and i don't want to, because i'm not actually religious, and don't observe yom kippur. basically, what it comes down to is that we both think it's important that people be allowed to practice (or not practice) any religion they want to, only for her that means i should assert my jewishness and skip work for the high holidays, and for me that means i should do whatever i want to.

oh man the pogacsa are done. i even made an octo-pogacsa, but it only has three tentacles.