Eshes Chayil to The Power of Vi'ahavta

To the tune of "Don't walk in front of me...In the way of Hashem"

Don't walk in front of me
I can't open the door for you.

Don't walk behind me
you can't hear what I say.

Just walk beside me
and be my wife.

Together we'll build
a Bais Neman-BiYisroel.

Eshes chayil mi yimtza
v'rachok mip'ninim michrah
Batach bah lev ba'lah
v'shalal lo yechsar

Dedicated to the person that puts a smile on my face when I look into her eyes.

I'm a Chasson, MAK's a Kallah

I have fallen in love. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever known. Her presence shines on me as we laugh at each others jokes. Her attention when she listens to what I say, mine when I listen to her. The understanding when I'm feeling low, and the smile to bring me up again; it's all in one person.

Every time I see her I smile, and not some cliched smile, a true genuine smile of joy. The time flies by when I'm with her, in a blink of an eye. Where has all the time gone? I want more, to spend it all on her.

It's not a tragic love, a remorseful love, or a pitying love. It's the love at the end of the movie where the couple lives happily ever after. It's the love of a kiss that never ends, of joy everlasting. Love, like the love of all the “I love You”s at the end of every conversation rolled into one. It's the love that all the precious stones were made to express, but just fall short.

The love I feel for her is like nothing I have ever felt before. I want to do things for her, to make her happy, to give of myself to her. It's something I have never felt before, and it boggles my mind. This love is not cheap. It is not something that goes away after a few days, not something that waxes and wains like the moon.

How can I say, “I love you.” the overused expression,how I feel, just doesn't it do justice? Can I offer more?

Written before going down to Florida to propose.

I asked MAK to marry me, and she said "Yes." The smile has not left my face.

How to make it Big in this world

There is a way to the top of the world. I have heard that it takes hard work. I have heard that it takes perseverance. I have heard it takes guts. I have heard lots of rumors. The truth is that all it really takes is an elevator.

My friends, many people will try to sell you on the idea that you have to work hard to make something of yourself. I am hear to tell you that they are all full of it. All it really takes to get successful is luck. Luck is that good old fashioned thing that some people are born with that makes them great, while someone born without it will remain a loser for the rest of his life. The best way to ensure success on this world is by changing your last name to something famous and then capitalizing on it.

Take me for example, I changed my name to Child Ish Baron Rothschild Rockefeller. I have been getting business offers by the thousands. Everyone from the Prices of Nigeria to the Kingpins of South Central have been after me to do business. Now imagine what such a name change can do for you. You can go from just a run of the mill blogger to someone Barach Hanosain Obama would want to take a bow to. Go, give it a try. What have you got to lose? You aren't making that much of yourself as it is.

A friend of mine decided to take me up on my great advice. He is now living the high life with a few trademark infringements to his name. Apparently, Macy's McDonald Burger King was a trademarked name before he decided to use it. So fellows, if you are going to follow this wonderful advice to bigup yourself from the low low places of the earth you have got to come up with a name that has not been trademarked yet. Perhaps a name like Elvis Presley would do the trick. He just died on the toilet in his own excrement. There is no reason you couldn't make that one work for you.

Get a Job?

Sometimes I wonder...

Choice 1: Work Hard. Get to UpperMiddleClassdom. House=mortgage. E.arnings=Taxes. Job= work.

Choice 2: Don't work Hard. Get to BottomLowerClassdom. House=Projects. Earnings=Welfare. Job= ?

Sometimes I wonder why anyone chooses to work. Sometimes I wonder why this county is in such bad shape.

It seem too many have chosen choice 2