Welcome Readers!

Dear Diary,
By way of introduction, here's an ad I "almost" placed on Craig's List until my trusty common sense prevailed.

Looking for Friends Who May Not Have Much Time to Get Together And Aren't Crazy About Talking On The Phone But Like to E-mail?

Are you a "woman of a certain age" (I'm 56) who's out of step with most people in your age group? Would you rather talk about Isa Chandra Moskowitz' s Post-Punk Kitchen than Rachael Ray's 30 minute meals? Marjane Satrapi than Danielle Steele? Freecycling than Martha Stewart? Would you rather dig into Indian food than a burger and fries? Convert a car to run on french fry oil than buy a new gas-guzzler? Go to Women's Roller Derby rather than get a manicure? Would you like to go back in time and vacation in the Catskills to see the late, great Borscht Belt comedians rather than stake out the grassy knoll in Dallas on November 22, 1963?? Are you holding your breath and turning blue until the movie version of "Watchmen" comes out?
Are you now or have you ever been interested in any of the following?
cats (we have 6!) dogs (4!) animal rescue, animal welfare, nature
tikkun olam , celebrating Shabbat!
organic gardening & composting
international cooking/restaurants
mystery novels, film noir /docs / non-blockbuster movies
graphic novels (latest fave rave: "Hereville: How Mirka Got Her Sword" by Barry Deutsch)
studying Hebrew
alternative medicine
music (Klezmer, Patti Smith, Joe Strummer, Beatles, Pete Seeger, blues, jazz, native folk music from everywhere - a little of everything)
puppet shows (tip o' the hat to Houston's Bobbindoctrin)
theater
women's roller derby
all things Indian (the country) & Japanese
Israel
Japanese game shows
classic tv

This list pretty much sums up why my circle of friends is so doggone small. Thank G-d for the handsome, witty, ever-available Mr. Smith, my best friend, who relishes almost everything in the above list and keeps me laughing.

Here's one shameless, but sincere plug: check out the CD "That Purple Bastard" on iTunes- a cerebral, spooky, electronic wonderland by my son (yay!) aka Curtis Crunk.

So, let me hear from you already. Shalom y'all.