It wasn’t the most serious concert of cantorial music I’ve ever been to — sure, he did “Shalom Rav” and “Oseh Shalom”, as well as “Open Up Our Eyes“, but he also indulged himself in what Diane later called “Jewish filking”, doing takeoffs on Bob Dylan, Creedence Clearwater, and the Beatles.

And it was all good, and good fun. And we bought both CDs on our way out, which was, of course, the idea!

I got a call from Verizon this afternoon telling me that the wonders of bureaucracy had struck again and that I was DSL-less, but that they’d try to get it fixed.

And then, as I was typing this note, the phone rang, and they say I’m supposed to be back on the air.

I can’t tell — I’m sitting in my office at work, and pings don’t get through my firewall — but if I have service when I get home, I’ll be amazed and pleased.

And if I don’t, I can do other things with my life than be on the Web, and that’s OK, too!

Shabbat Shalom!