Pukesgiving Between battling a nic fit and eating Thanksgiving at the country club, I was in a comparably sour mood today. I tried to hide my knee-jerk reactions to these morally depraved events as best as I could, but I undoubtedly came off as an ass.

What do I have to be thankful for? The fact that tomorrow we're having our own home-cooked Thanksgiving apart from that bourgeoise six figure club. God, that was uncomfortable.  ¶ 4:36 PM