Can’t get away from faxes in this country…

Last night, we ordered sushi from Atza, which has a great online menu (it’s really a pleasure ordering from there, all online menu’s should be done the same way). It’s always nice to support Israeli businesses that are on the cutting edge of hitech.

That is, until the restaurant called us an hour and a half after we ordered and apologized that it’s so late, saying that the fax with our order fell off the paper tray and they didn’t see it until just now.

Seriously, fax???? It all comes back to that? This country is insane.

Side note: They were very nice, and super apologetic, and gave us some free goodies with our order. There’s no hard feelings.

Unicorns Are Not Important


This article is kind of funny, the way it decides to focus only on the super valuable startups (unicorns), but then excludes Facebook from most of the analysis because it’s just so super valuable (a super unicorn) that it throws all the rest of the numbers off.


I think the whole thing is just kind of money porn, and doesn’t really teach anything valuable or realistic.  I’d be much more interested if someone rewrote the exact same article, hit all the same data points, but instead analyzed all $10-$100 M exits, and dismissed everything higher than that as an outlier, the same way this article dismisses Facebook.  There’d be a lot more real-world lessons to be learned that way.


I came across something the other day that’s useful in exactly the way this isn’t:  Buffer’s monthly look at their numbers.  It’s a wide open window into a fledgling, newly profitable startup, with a valuation of a few million dollars (Exact numbers anyone?  I doubt there’s anything solid), and a clear documented process of exactly how they got there, and where they plan on going from there.  It’s a much more insightful and meaningful look into the world of startups, but unfortunately wont be shared as widely as this Unicorn article at TechCrunch, because it isn’t quite as “cool.”

Is it finally over?

I just got off the phone with Bar Ilan, trying to work this out, and it’s still not worked out.

The Bar Ilan English department has this stupid thing called a B.A. exam, with very simple “See Spot run. Run Spot run” type questions, and, while there are no credits for it, you need to get a 60 on it in order to get your degree. I think the reason for it was that the English Department got burned too many times by Israelis who manage to get an A in Comparative Literature or write papers for Advanced Shakespeare, yet still not manage to be able to speak a word of English. Don’t ask.

I’ve been out of the country the last few times it was offered, or missed the deadline for registering for it for various reasons I won’t get into, but I’ve reached the point now where my not having taken it is the only thing holding me back from graduating (That, and a professor who still hasn’t graded a paper I turned in four months ago). So in order to take it now, I had to register with the status department (statoose) to register for a course not as a student, get special permission from the department, pay 10% of tuition for the pleasure, pay a fee-paying fee, pay a late fee for the fee-paying fee, and whatever else I don’t even remember anymore. It cost me something like 1500 shekels to register for this, and they told me to come back on January 4th to take the test.

So now January 4th is just around the corner, and I figured I’d be a little proactive and call the department to find out what time on January 4th the test is going to be, because the Bar Ilan website refuses to tell me. The Bar Ilan website is so screwed up that it refuses to even acknowledge that such an exam exists. Of course, when I call, they tell me that the B.A. exam has been cancelled (meaning that the website isn’t so screwed up after all – Bar Ilan University is screwed up), and that it is no longer required for graduation, and that they sent out a cancellation notice to everybody who was registered for it two months ago (If this is correct, then it was about a week after I registered for it). Except, it seems, to me.

So here I am, seemingly graduated retroactively two months ago on a technicality, assuming that I eventually pass on the paper I turned in four months ago for a Spring 2007 course. Mazal Tov to me?

Also, whatever happened to my money?

Downward Trends

This is what happens when you quit blogging for two years:

I blame Facebook. Whenever I have a thought or a comment to make, it just goes to Facebook, to somebody’s wall, or a comment on a picture, or a note, instead of the blog.

Well, I supposed I’d better update everybody to my life. Sarah and I are having a baby in about another month and a half. Actually, I guess I haven’t updated this blog in even longer than that. I got married! To Sarah Gold! (Now Pritzker). Life’s pretty cool – I’m working for Re/Max in what may be the worst real estate market since Pompeii exploded, and we’re living in Katamon.

Back to Facebook, what do people suggest I do? I could delete my account altogether (Something I really really do not want to do, not the least of reasons because of all the pictures I store there), I could change the password to something I’ll never remember, rendering the account inaccessible (Something I accidentally did to my AIM account), or I could just not do anything, and let Facebook continue to suck the life out of me (Something I’ll probably end up doing).

The Knockout Blow

I just bought two closets for my parent’s apartment from somebody they found on Janglo. In a true Salla Shabati moment, the people dropped off the closet in the parking lot, took the money, and left before I realized that I’m going to have to figure out some way to get these monsters up the stairs.

I have a thought on this “victory in points,” that we just scored in Lebanon. If I were to fight Mike Tyson in the ring, last 15 rounds, but lose to him “on points,” I would consider that a victory, even if, technically, I was the loser. (How lame was that at the end of Cinderella Man where he wins the fight on points? They should have deviated from the true story. Who wants to watch a boxing movie wher somebody doesn’t go down?) I also don’t think Mike Tyson would run around bragging about how he beat me in a victory on points. Though honestly, I would just be thankful he didn’t go to town on my ear.

So what we have here is essentially a draw, but in a fight where Israel needed a win to win, and Hizbullah just needed to avoid the loss. In that sense, we lost. Even if, really, we won. It’s complicated.

Bad Posts

I’ve written and deleted at least five posts in the past few weeks, being unhappy with the way each one came out. I don’t know what it is, maybe writers block, maybe just having a job now prevents me from blogging successfully (being unemployed seems to be a prerequisite for successful blogging), or maybe I just haven’t been in the mood. I might take a couple of weeks off.

Small Change

In case anyone was wondering (and you know you all were) how much money was in that loose change dish (bucket, really) that’s been sitting on my desk for two years, I just counted. Apparently, that habit I’d developed of throwing my loose change in a dish at the end of every day pays off. 824.45 shek. And that’s not even including the 200 I took out of there to pay for one of the apartment parties. I was kind of hoping it’d hit a thousand, but I’ll take the eight hundred and change. Any ideas on what I should buy?