Somewhere in the back of my head is a witty post about hijacking some wireless Internet from unsuspecting neighbors and the goodness of Thanksgiving (which really amounts to writing my love for all things food), but it's well past midnight. My brain cells are beyond dead. And I've managed to avoid writing for the second straight night in a row.
The humor will return tomorrow. It's a family meal
after all, how can there
not be something amusing?
Labels: life, me, Thanksgiving