Today is the first day of Hanukkah or, "The Festival of Lights" and in honour of my late step father (a.k.a. "Satan"), I dusted off the ol' Menorah to light the first candle of this holiday season. Neither me or my mother is Jewish, nor are we otherwise religious, but we do and honour the rights of those who have passed.
Now, they make candles specifically for this holiday. In fact, I think, they are also "kosher" (I'm not completely sure on this - I'll have to check the box). The only problem is that the makers of these candles never thought to consult with the manufacturers of Menorahs - or vice versa, for that matter. We've never had a Menorah that could properly accommodate these candles. So on the eighth day, our Menorah generally ends up looking like this (except mine are usually broken somewhere in the middle):
I've seen many other magnificent candelabras for this holiday, but none that actually shows the use of these cursed fire sticks. The more 'perfect' sticks are usually of the tapered type (dinner candles), or even electric. Maybe we should enlist the skills of ...
(Oh, look! He's even wearing a yamekah!)
Seriously, it isn't about the
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