send me to the promised land

well things in the land of moxie are relatively the same: lots of school, lots of work and one messy apartment.

last night was a lovely seder celebration at ben and rachael's. really, so wonderful. rachael re-wrote the hagaddah to be all-inclusive, full of liberation theology and completely community oriented. we washed each others hands, drank 20 bottles of wine and dined on some of the best vegetarian fair i have had in years. it was truly a remarkable evening. it was one of the best passover's i can recall. and like seders of my past, it lasted a full 6 hours, and we left at 1 in morning. delightful.

and thank god, because on the way to their house, which is in jamaica plain, max and i became horrendously lost. i mean HORRENDOUSLY. and we absolutely hated one another. it was great. we always get lost in boston. every single damn time we drive. and the conversation goes a-somethin' like this:

alyson: in an extremely grating voice, max, where the fuck are you going?
max: in an extremely irritated voice, dear, you want to drive?
alyson: hmpf...
max: yes, that is a great solution. how bout reading the map?
alyson: you know how i feel about THAT.
max: yes. you have made that quite clear. so i guess we will keep driving.....

it goes something like that for as long as we are lost. it is awesome.