Yom Kippur

Right now, it's Yom Kippur. The day of atonement. This is the one Jewish holiday I celebrate. Probably because, being steeped in guilt as it is, it's the most Catholic holiday.

Although I don't really celebrate it in the conventional Jewish sense of temples and shofars and what not. But I do try to single out someone I've done wrong in the past year or so, and reach out and try to make amends.

So, I suggest you do the same. Nobody, on their death bed, thinks, "Man, I wish I'd kept up that grudge longer." If there's someone who's mad at you, just reach out, say, "I was an asshole. Please forgive me." Even if, in your heart of hearts, you know that he's the asshole and this is all his fault. Even if it's been years.

And you have until sundown. So get to it, people!

And if anyone is reading this, and you feel like I've screwed you over somehow, I'm really sorry about that.