[M.A.P.L.E. XI-15] Two obscure holidays

Obscure holidays are common in the US, and also in many other calendars. Today was the convergence of two of them, so here’s a short post about them.

Let me start with the picture that celebrates both:

My breakfast for today.

Falafel Day?

Today is the personal holiday of July 21.

Or, should I say: היום אני חוגג את עשרים-ואחת ביולי!

Ten years ago, it was my first day in Israel (not a full day, though, since we didn’t arrive in Israel until mid-afternoon on July 21. It still counts!)

Fourteen years ago, I took the silver medal in the Cornhusker State Games bowling tournament on this day!

Twenty-one years ago, I became a bar mitzvah on this day!

[O.C.T.O.B.E.R. VIII-28] For what? No, for whom!

Several years ago, I wrote about “whom you are with” as I was reflecting on some weekends of loneliness in Menomonie. Evidently I’m also going to post something about May 1, 2011… maybe I’ll do that tomorrow!

Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.

But what about today?

What is time, anyway?

During this year, both Independence Day and Christmas (and thus New Years Day 2018) fell on Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday.

Yet this year, neither of those days happened to be any more awkward than it would be for others on my perspective.

I rarely have to work anyway on either of these days due to summer and winter breaks, but it is still strange when there’s a midweek holiday for those people that work during these weeks.

It’s a drag!

I know that I have posted about this before, but it’s still a lament that I am not alone in making. But, I’ll try to make it somewhat poetic. I’m nobody’s poet, but hopefully it won’t be half-bad. (And no, I’m not about to start talking about pina coladas.)