HAPPY TURKEY DAY!
[and despite the murderous depression, i'm thankfull. life is always better then the alternative, and friends are better then enemas. or shooting wars. or enemies. this was mylate grandfather's favorite holiday, he considered it an americanism of the feast of tabernacles. and he was genuinely greatfull for living and living here. and me and my siblings, oddly enough. (the only reason i'm glad he's gone is he didn't live to see what wretches we turned out to be) his last year every holiday turned into thanksgiving-he was singing just before his heart attacked him. me, i'm thankfull for the few friends i have. i might not always understand them, i certainly don't agree with most of them, i could kill half of them on friday, and their all crazy (hell, they must be crazy if they like me, i wouldn't be my friend if i met me in a cafe.)(hell, i wouldn't be friend no matter where i met me.) so here's to good friends, good food, children underfoot, and bad tv specials. A Very Happy Thanksgiving To all]
(i’m especially thankfull for this link, from Ben)
Pictures of Young Robert Castle playing at dugans last saterday. can be found here.
here’s Richie bringing in the brussels sprouts for manana. Ben said it would make good blog fodder. he’s right. much better then all the pix i’ve taken this week of his dad’s cat’s ass.
Ben is off having dinner with Karla, I’m in the house of the rising Stoltz (the land of the giants?), amid the flurry of preparations. (it’s not safe to walk around here barefoot, that’s for certain) JoAnn’s brother passed away this week, and Anson has pneumonia so they aren’t coming. i assume Anson’s brood won’t be here as well. Cameron has chosen to not miss his half sisters bat mitzva, so another no show (and a wonderfull example of the difference between jews and sears jews: jews don’t have bat mitzvahs.) And no Brugman’s. poor little Stoltz Castle clan, they’re stuck with me again this year. how i pity them….they deserve better.
(update: mary politly (0) asked to sleep elsewhere. so i’m in edgewater)
the iBook took a few hits from Richie today, but hasn’t failed since i re did the tape under the keys yesterday. which is good. this machine is the only thing that stands between me and madness.
sad isn’t it?
well, enjoy your holiday, and drive/travel safely. unless you want to look like my father’s car. (special to unger: yes, it was a camry, and no, i don’t think he hit another camry) and please remember to give the gift of cd or dvd burners this year. it’s the gift that keeps on ripping!
(and tell your friends about ffejworld, the petty vindicative website that wants everyone to feel it’s pain.)
(now time to put the cable back in ben’s phone and go downstairs and eat)