Month: November 2004

A landmark bridge in Indonesia’s Sumatra island may collapse because too many people are fond of urinating on one of its steel pillars, a report said.

Blogger auctions himself off.

Family day.

Interim government and Negroponte say so.

Who else isn’t ready for Christmas yet? My family (who wanted Christmas to start at 12:01 AM on Friday), has been playing holiday music, and today we put up our artificial tree. We’re not as bad as our neighbors, who had their tree and outdoor lights up a couple of weeks ago. Still, I’m not really “Christmasssy” until about a week before the actual day. And even then, I can’t get it out of my head that the actual “event” is over in less than 24 hours. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not a hum-bug…it just doesn’t seem right, yet.

We don’t need no stinking fork. A family fight breaks out over eating Turkey with fingers instead of utensils. When it was all said and done, two family members were stabbed.

I hosted Thanksgiving Dinner at my house yesterday, and I am now 100% in agreement with Lileks:

“I will now make it my goal to
eat Thanksgiving dinner at someone else’s house, forever. The
advantages cannot be overstressed. You get to sleep in; you don’t have
to worry about rising at dawn to deal with yams, or begin the long
process of prepping the fowl for the oven. You don’t have to make the
house presentable, find the leaves for the table, get out the china –
always in a top shelf that require a chair – and you don’t have to
spent as much as a minute reducing vegetables into smaller shapes, or
arranging them in a pleasing fashion.

You just get
in the car and drive to a place where you are forbidden to help. So you
sit by the fire and listen to your stomach growl, but it’s not really a
growl of anger or frustration; more like a purr of anticipation. The
meal appears; the meal is consumed; the plates are removed.”

Amen to that.

Give me a break.

“Uh honey, next time let’s get a babysitter.”

Heh.

That’s gotta hurt.