Today, I celebrated Thanksgiving, American Thanksgiving. I’m Canadian, but my father and sister are American. So it seemed right to celebrate it. (Really, the reason was that I had a spare turkey I wanted out of the freezer.) I invited some friends over and had a party of it.
There were proposals to make it as American as possible. But we didn’t get into arguments and recriminations like a proper American family. We also didn’t get around to stealing land.
🙂
It went well. I think I have gotten the proper skill set to handle a large bird. Although the sauce was a little too salty. I’ll have to work on that.
Despite being pumped full of Tryptophan I decided to go to the theatre. I’m not running tomorrow (due to the don’t-run-in-weather-colder-than-minus-twenty rule) so I thought I would go to the theatre and take in a Chimprov. If I had spent five minutes thinking about it, I would have realized that it was the last Saturday of the month, so instead Oh Susanna was playing instead.
I hadn’t seen it for several years, and I was there anyway, so I decided to attend.
There is a reason I hadn’t seen it for so long. It still wasn’t good. They still ply the audience with free alcohol to get their laughs. And I don’t like to drink, so I’m not one of the happy drunks.