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Happy Thanksgiving, Stoaty and Uncle B. Get real drunk now. 🙂

Will do, Ric Fan. We’re a little out of practice, though. We both came down with a nasty flu at the end of Summer and never went back to pre-flu levels of boozing.

That champagne is going to hit like a freight train.

Happy Thanksgiving to you guys, just finished the meal and I am basking in the glow of ‘merican footballs on the TV.

Happy Thanksgiving, fellow minions!

Unlike Halloween, Thanksgiving hasn’t quite caught on here, but Black Friday seems to be gaining ground.

Still.. any excuse to eat too much worm pie!

Happy Thanksgiving! We have fried the turkey, gorged on the feast, cleaned the kitchen and are now enjoying a bit more booze in peace.

Happy Thanksgiving merry-making mustelids and minions! 🙂

Ha! I fell asleep on the sofa mid-pie…woke with a start, a licked clean plate and crust crumbs in the terrier’s beard.

I hope y’all had a wonderful day.

Happy T’day.
We just got back from visiting the kids and we are tired.
Good night and God bless you all.

Here’s hoping y’all had as fine a Turkey-day as did I and Mine –

Everything went pretty-much as to prior-mentioned script – the total of volunteer-created and assembled and delivered community meals-service was, in fact, up a tick from last year, but we managed (as always) in perty-good style…once again (as always), we ran-shy on yams and stuffing, but only by about 40 – 50 meals, and gave ’em some extra turkey instead (dunno if we’ll EVer get the quantities on those two to come out right; don’t know why just those two items, either…) The head-honcho (aka: The Man In The Turkey Hat) said they’ve actually been doing this every year since 1985! – and the total that first year was…78 meals! – a lotta growth since then…

Dinner down on the island went well – I just finished breakfasting on a bit of the leftovers; that cornbread is near-abouts as good re-heated as it is in the original state. The Dee-Troit Lions managed to pull out a win against the Vikings at the last minute, so even that went o.k – they’ve now won the Turkey-Day outing two years in a row, and three or four times in the last five; near-’bouts two decades after we moved South, seems like those Dudes In Hawaiian Blue have finally managed to figure out how to do Feetsball as a team, ‘stead of just a bunch of guys in same-colored shirts…wonders will never cease to occur, I s’pose –

It’s been a rilly good holiday – ‘specially since Trump/Pence WON!!, and Das HillaryBeest is NOT going to be President!…EVah!!

How.Sweet.It.Is.

On to leftovers!

I hope everyone enjoyed their holiday.

My Thanksgiving meal was not so hot but the Cowboys won and that makes up for lousy food. Today I hope to score a plate of hot greasy enchiladas, with lots of jalapenos and guacamole, a small bowl of borracho beans and two (2) dos margaritas. Wahoo! (that’s a corruption of an indigenous Native American cheer). I never get dessert, but I will probably ask for a dish of sopapillas (with butter and honey) and black coffee as a chaser. Sopapillas are more of an Albuquerque kind of treat, but I am an equal opportunity diner (and I haven’t had anything fried in lard in ages). Viva la Diversidad. Cheers to the billionaire who used his own money to win the White House.

P.S. Remember when Richard Nixon tapped Nelson Rockefeller to be his Vice-President after Spiro Agnew resigned. Congress set out to determine Rockefeller’s net worth and could not do it, so the Democrats weren’t going to confirm him. Trump won’t even give them his tax returns!

So I’m watching “Empire of the Tsars” Lucy Worsley has re-aquired her trademark lisp.

Technically, it ain’t a lisp, it’s rhotacism.

Rhotacism? Is that like “Welease Wodgah”?

Deborah HH: Nixon named Gerald Ford as VP; Ford picked Rockefeller.

The Enquirer headlined that they had Trump’s tax returns. I saw no comments regarding this, so I don’t know what they actually published. (The Enquirer was of course all in pro-Trump, so whatever they printed it was what he wanted.)

Thank you for putting me write

Congratulations to Deborah HH!
Fidel Castro is dead, dead, dead!

Rich Rostrom! You are so right—I was so wrong. I just remember that Rockefeller was so rich—had money in every bank in the world apparently—that it was impossible to calculate his financial worth, which left Democrats fuming.