HAPPY TURKEY DAY

I just received an email from one of my sisters which included the following sentence:

You know the thing I find fascinating about Henry Winkler?

I don't want to read any further. That's kind of one of those things where the preamble tells you more than the story ever could about the writer.

I also got an email from my friend Hunter that includes the following:

i'll be at zeitgeist on friday -- food or no food, funching like a motherfucker.

I could just read that over and over.

Anyhoo.

Today is Thanksgiving; a completely unrecognized holiday here in the United Kingdom. I have discovered since moving here that Thanksgiving is quite possibly the most important American holiday. Why, you may ask? Is it because I think that we should all take time to remember to be thankful? No, no, nothing so insignificant.

See, the thing is that in the United States, people get all bent out of shape if companies start advertising and/or decorating for Christmas prior to Thanksgiving, because they say, hey, there's this very important holiday you are missing. Here in the UK, they don't have that constraint, so they can start putting stuff up sometime around September WITHOUT FEAR OF REPRISAL.

They *need* Thanksgiving here. They really, really need it.

Anyway, I'm going out with my friend Laurence today, thankfully (npi). I'm really looking forward to it, because I haven't really done much other than try to get my life arranged since I got here. It will be fun to run around and just be silly for an afternoon.

All right, I'm off to go play. Have a good Turkey Day, everyone, and eat an extra piece of pie for me.