You know, I don't get it. Since when are you not allowed to ask a Chinese man where a Chinese restaurant is? I mean, aren't we getting a little too sensitive here? If someone asks me, "which direction is Israel," I don't go flying off the handle.

-Jerry Seinfeld


Wednesday, September 13, 2006

A little Q & A



Lately, I have received an overwhelming (although I use the term "overwhelming" rather loosely) amount of mail from fans around the world asking what it's like to live in Israel. So in the interest of education and enlightenment, I will now begin answering any questions people have about Israel and/or what it feels like to be here these days on the blog. So if you're curious about anything, please feel free to post it and I will be sure to answer expeditiously.

Let's get started. Our first question comes to us from New York City:

Dear Erik:
You really are a cool, handsome, intelligent, funny, and enterprising young man. I admire you very much. My first question is: "How do I become more like you?" And my second question is: "What's the first thing you see when you walk out of your dorm room in Israel?"


Your biggest fan,
Eric Leviz



Dear Reader,
Thanks for writing as well as for the compliment, as misguided and creepy as it is.
The answer to your first question is simple: eat more Nutella. Ideally straight out of the jar and with your index finger.

The answer to your second question is also easy: Cats. Tons and tons of cats. Apparently, stray cats are a problem here in Israel and there is no shortage here at Hebrew University. Why so many homeless cats? I don't have the faintest idea. In this part of the world, you would think you'd run into a lot of stray camels. But no, cats are our biggest problem here. Sometimes they walk right into our dorm and set up shop in the common areas. They're actually very cute. But you'll never see me petting one. The last time anyone I know touched a stray animal, he got pink eye for a week. I won't tell you who it is, but I will say his name starts with the letters A-R-I-E-L and he may or may not be my brother.

So anyways, cats are generally the first thing I see when I walk out of my dorm room. I suppose stray cats are better than New York's rat problem, right Eric?

Sincerely,
Levis


One of the several thousand stray cats roaming the
grounds of Hebrew University. I don't remember this
one's name. He told me but I forgot.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

all I have to say to that post is....RIIIGHHHHTTTTTT.

Anonymous said...

erik you make me laugh out loud with your cultural observances...you should write a book since your writing is amazing!! glad to hear you are having a great time....;) Jenell :)