The Time Of Year When We Blow.

Most of the people I know who go to temple for the High Holy Days have no idea what they are saying or what anything means. The one nugget of information that they take with them, whether it be true or not, is that the sounding of the Shofar is to wake up the soul and bring in the New Year with a sound that can only be described as a elephant with some sort of GI disorder.

But for the past couple of decades I have heard that thing blown over and over, and each time I think to myself, "Heck, I can do that." Honestly, how hard could it be?

Apparently it's pretty f'n hard.

During an awesome digression of the kids service (which I was attending with my niece and nephew), the kids running it handed out some real Shofars for people to try. I won't bore you with the how-to portion of the event, but to say the least, it is something I will never forget. A half dozen Jews in a room with rams horns to their lips putting the world of the whoopie cushion to shame.

So if those are the noises I have to go by, this year should bring in some comedy and a wicked amount of gas. L'shanah Tovah.

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