Woke up this morning alive, everything is fine. I guess the curse didn’t work. Here’s the blog post from last night:

I’m going to bed very soon, and I’m still alive. If I die tonight in my sleep its because a ‘religious’ man cursed me in Jerusalem today. As my friend and I drove past him, on the road towards the tunnel that takes you to the center of town, a man dressed in black pants, white button-up shirt, a long black coat, black shoes, and a black bowler hat screamed out “Tamut Halayla” [You should die tonight.] And all because I was driving in Jerusalem on the Sabbath. There were other cars in the area and it wasn’t a haredi neighborhood. He didn’t scream at them. I think he was a redhead. Continue reading →