Chrononautic Log: Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving

3 o'clock, November 24, 2005

Dear readers,

I’m writing this from an undisclosed location north of the 48th parallel, where I’m hiding out waiting for the holiday weekend to blow over. But I am thankful, and not just that I didn’t have to get on an airplane yesterday and don’t have to hit the malls tomorrow. I’m thankful that the luck of the draw, and some smart choices my parents made, and some lucky choices I made myself, have conspired to put me in a position to know all y’all and a few other people like you.

I’d be even more thankful if the Hunan Village over here on Fisgard Street made kung pao chicken the way Mom used to make it, but I guess you can’t have everything.

Enjoy your holiday, everybody. Don’t eat too much, unless it’s really good. (In which case, go crazy.)

Love,

David

I don't spot an easy way to email you from here. So, two things:

Did you see the request on my blog from Cat of Green Man Review saying he never got a copy of Zep Stories?

And Happy Post-Thanksgiving!

Will

flying thanksgiving weekend isn't as terrible as it's reputed to be. the crowds weren't that big tuesday night or last night - we had a *2 minute* walk through security in dfw last night because there was nobody waiting.

weather delays suck, but i'd much rather get delayed out of dfw than have a repeat of the delta wind-shear explosion.

Thanks, Karen. You and Pär and Jeremiah, too.

Thanks, Will — I’ll drop Deb at Wheatland a note. And happy post-Thanksgiving to you and Emma as well.

Rob, you can’t fool me with your happytalk anecdotal evidence! My disproportionately unpleasant memories trump your anecdotal evidence any day! Anyway, Tuesday nights are for people with luxuries like remaining vacation time. :) But I’m glad you didn’t have any wind-shear explosions.

Chrononautic Log

Thanksgiving

3 o'clock, November 24, 2005

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