The Day's Tally

[lagilman]

1. one realtor trying to show my apartment. Much taken-abackness on all fronts when she realized someone was in residence. Either it was a scam [I already have a call in to the seller's realtor] or someone is going to get flayed alive for incorrect information/embarassment in front of a client. Pass the word -- the apartment's sold, folks.

2. A "liked but not enough" rejection, to balance out last weekend's spate of good news. (Three sales minus one rejection equals 2 in Submissions Math)

3. 3,003 new words by dinnertime. Yay me!

4. 4 mini-hamentashen. The only thing better than a well-made hamentashen is a well-made hamentashen half-price, because it was the last batch they had for the day, and the bubbe behind the counter was amused by my adamant stance of "prune or nothin!"

And now, dinner.

Comments

[chaoticgoodnik.livejournal.com]

Mmm ... hamentashen. I can never get the emphasis on the right syllables when I try to order one, but those are so good.

[lagilman]

since it's not originally English, there's lots of room for pronuncivariation. I tend to say HaMENtaSHEN but I've been wrong before.

(also, hamentash is singular, hamentashen is plural)

And, for those of us in a flashback mood...

My hat it has three corners.
Three corners has my hat.
And had it not three corners,
It would not be my hat.


Also? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Great_Latke-Hamantash_Debate

"Michael Silverstein, professor in anthropology, linguistics, and psychology, argues that it is not mere coincidence that the English translation of the letters on the dreidl spells out T-U-M-S. He cites this as evidence that 'God may play dice with the universe, but not with Mrs. Schmalowitz’s lukshn kugl, nor especially with her latkes and homntashen.'"

*dies*