Jews and their Whiskey

This is just to make the official announcement that I am the girl who shows up at big Jewish conventions with a bottle of whiskey and unpopular politics. I share both freely, and usually end up with some guy's phone number written on my arm in blue, courtesy of the free highlighters distributed by CBL. This week at the GA I hung out with Mobius and he kept calling me a frummy and a Litvak. I also hung out with a random group of college students (Ari, from OSU--I washed your number off by accident. Sorry!) and brought food to the hungry. Whiskey for Breakfast: with bagels, obviously.

My next venture will be at Limmud again in January, with my bottle in tow (I'm thinking bourbon as opposed to the more traditional Scotch, but now is the time to make your requests) and I'm psyched for learning, drinking, and general rousing of rabble. In the next few weeks Faithhacker will be featuring some of the exciting speakers who will be at Limmud (Akiva the Believer! Aaron Freeman! Rachel Elior! Ruth Messinger!) and reminding you to register. Plus, at Limmud I'll be hosting a special little gathering of Jewcers who can get together to talk trash about various political candidates, call each other names, roll eyes, and compete as to whose glasses are most indie. You bring the angst and I'll bring the fire and brimstone.

Register now, people!