and now im having a rabbi look it over and give me his blessing.
i could write about coke and religion all day.
in fact i did for two weeks and it was fascinating and heartbreaking and frustrating.
true story: last night i was getting sleepy and went to the fridge to get a Mexicoke. upon realizing i was out, i thought of ways to get one in the wee hours.
if the grocery store was closed perhaps get overcharged at a 7-11?
since i dont drink coffee, it’s pretty much the only way i stay awake.
then i realized i have like 3, 2-liter bottles of kosher coke, which is what my story is about.
they are warm but i dont care. i opened one up, poured myself a cup in one of ambers many unused coffee cups.
and it did the trick.
i am really hoping this story will do well tomorrow. i even asked my old boss if he would give it a good headline.