So, after my salad-dodger of a flatmate went out to indulge her tanorexia, and I had had enough password fatigue to travel to the Great Firewall of China, I decided to concentrate on expanding my floordrobe.
If you don't understand the first sentence of this post, you might not speak Australish. But luckily, here's a guide for you, so you can learn some of this year's Australish words (bolded above, in case you didn't see 'em).
And SJFs, listen up, here's a tip for you...I recently met with about a dozen young Jewish Australian leaders in their early 20s, and they all complained that their events don't attract women. "Where are the women?" they kept asking me. And I told them that Jewish women in NYC are constantly complaining that there are no men...
Food for thought, eh?
That's it, I'll make the next million importing Aussies into NYC. It's can't miss. This is where Paul Hogan left off, eh? Cheers & Good Luck! 'VJ'
Posted by: VJ | January 14, 2008 at 02:03 PM
Oh Baby...this is all I want from Australia today
http://youtube.com/watch?v=Ijxzh7H7hf4
and my Jewlicious Felix Reibel tomorrow!
Posted by: Chutzpah | January 26, 2008 at 08:01 PM