Thursday, November 28, 2002 |
10:30 - Wassail, wassail
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So I'm going to be spending the day walking from door to door, singing Thanksgiving carols and being invited in for a heaping plate of cranberry sauce and turkey and stuffing and cranberry sauce at every house from here to Petaluma.
...Okay, well, not quite... but I'll be on the road a lot, heading up to my grandma's apartment in Larkspur for the midday meal with my family, and then scooting on back down here to San Jose for the early-evening one that Lance is putting together for all our local social circle. Hopefully by that time the football will be over with. (I can dream, can't I?)
Which means I'd better load up my iPod and get a move on. See you all this evening.
Wait a minute. Did Leonard Cohen's voice change that much between 1968 and 1974?! Good lord. What'd he do, install a tar filter in his throat?
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