rosh hashanaha
L'shanah Tovah! That's Hebrew for "Happy New Year," which is what happens next week when Jews celebrate Rosh Hashanah. After synagogue services, millions of our country's Chosen People (don't quote me -- it's in the Bible), will head home to dip apples in honey and get into arguments that won't amount to anything serious. As they say, "Another year in Jerusalem!" (P.S. Still don't know what that means.)

For non-Jews, this only means one thing: it's officially the beginning of Jew Season, when mysteriously named holidays may or may not possibly earn you a free pass from a day at work, which, we realize, is GREAT for you. For us, however, Yom Kippur -- the dreadful "holiday" that follows Rosh Hashanah -- is NO FUN AT ALL. Forced to fast for an entire day, we get dry mouths, stale breath and pissy mood, while the gentiles probably use the day off to go to amusement parks and eat three-course-meals and drink goblets of wine or something.

Nevertheless, it is 2010, so before we hit Yom Kippur with a wide, plastered grimace, let's ring in the New Year with a certifiably ridiculous (and naturally awkward) "Telephone" parody straight from the nucleus of Judiasm: Long Island's own Community Synagogue in Port Washington. (Extra points for filming this nonsense on the dais.)