Thanks to an extremely helpful pointer from Mike, I was able to find and install a highly promising comment spam filter much sooner than I had hoped. So feel free to add comments again. Let's hope this is the last time I ever have to mention this nasty topic.

Sorry, but the spammers have struck back with fierce force. Spamassassin isn't strong enough to fend off the filthy hordes of robots hell-bent on inserting randomized obscenities into this space, so I'm closing the hole completely until I have time to put a more effective filter into place.

A while ago, I heard from Wiley that he had learned of the existence of a gay couple living in Tzfat, as they had recently been hired as coaches for his company. He didn't pass on their contact information to me because he didn't want to compromise their privacy. But when Moshe visited for Shabbos a few weeks ago, he mentioned that there was an article on glbtjews.org that mentioned a gay couple living in Tzfat, named David Fyffe and Arlan Wareham. I figured that it had to be the same couple that Wiley had mentioned, and some quick googling turned up Arlan's web site. I read a large chunk of their chronicle of their immigration to Israel, and thus discovered Arlan's Skype user-name, with which I sent him a quick message to say, "Hi, I thought you might be interested to know of another queer person in town." Just a few emails later, we'd set up last night as a date for Arlan and David to come over to my apartment for dinner.

As mentioned last time, I spent Shabbos dinner in Nachlaot, lunch in the German Colony, and the afternoon through the end of Shabbos back in Nachlaot. Jon and Dan (Siegel) made an appearance for third-meal, and spent most of the time gabbing about old Seinfeld episodes. I also got to gross out Seth and Rachel's friends with a gory detail or two regarding SRS. Hey, it's not my fault the conversation wandered onto that topic. But on that note, I did have a fun time after Shabbos watching Trans America back at Moshe's apartment.

The highlight of this week is a weekend trip to Jerusalem. I'm conveniently managing to pack plenty of social events into one weekend. The first was a wedding I attended last night in which the sister of one my yeshiva classmates got married. There were so many people from Tzfat who came to this wedding that approximately half of the passengers on my bus ride to Jerusalem were going to the same wedding.

Moshe, the guy I went out with a few times last spring, finally got a chance to visit Tzfat this weekend with his lovely and lovable fag hag, Mihal (the "h" is pronounced strongly aspirated like the letter chet). I had the pleasure of hosting them for Shabbos dinner along with Yehudit and Reuven Goldfarb. I also got some good hang-out time with Moshe and Mihal on Friday afternoon and Saturday evening. Moshe's got the crazy idea in his head of maybe moving to Tzfat for a few months to study at some yeshiva. Who knows? It might even happen. Goodness knows I appreciate all the queer company that I can get.