happy_thanksgiving Freak happy thanksgiving everyone! 031127 ... Mandy happy_thanksgiving to you, too. : ) 031127 ... shadow le crowl i saw santa claus arrive in the macy's day parade. how cool would that be? to be the one selected to ride in the sleigh and portray for children all over the world an image that they will contemplate all their lives. imagination alive. he is real to those who believe. 031127 ... Sonya Family+Friends+Food+Shelter+Warmth+Love+Rest+Laughter=Truly Blessed Thank you for this. 031128 ... lotuseater ahh, gettin drunk with family. 031129 ... endless desire i wanted to enjoy the family. but everything they said and did seemed to depress me even further. i went through the front door and around the side to this green field with wonderful trees i've loved since i was too young to remember. i looked through the window. . .everyone was inside preparing and it seemed like a place i would want to be. but i couldn't stand the stuffy room with the noise and the bussel and the endless fake words and depressing attempts to impress one another--you only get two chances per year, you know. outside the chimes on the second story sang in the wind and it added to the unexplainable feeling of being utterly alone. i looked across the street onto the charred hillside and houses. across the street, the california fires had destroyed 4 homes. in the darkness i could barely see the remains but burnt television sets, couches, cupboards were still recognizeable. i learned to ride my bike on this circled street and now half of it was ashes and sticks. you can still smell the fire. everything was thick. everything was dying. i wish i could have died with it all. 031129 ... unhinged eat too much laugh too much be too much (and all of a sudden it's winter around here; bbbbrrrrrr) 101125 ... thorn this is my first thanksgiving away from home, i will be spending it with friends here. 101125 ... no reason happy american thanksgiving, americans! 101125 ... raze to all you american 'skites. this canuck is grateful to know you every day of the year. 211125 ... kerry as i’d suspected, the airport was relatively quiet on the Day of Mourning. i still wore my horseshoe necklace for good luck. i love stuffing and my mom’s pecan pie but i hate this holiday, this blatant celebration of genocide in the name of gratitude. walking briskly through the terminal thinking how weird it is that i used to work here. it feels like returning to your high school after graduating. scanning the halls and curbside drop-off points for people i know, kind people, mike and wes and corey, but of course no one is here. spotted instead: a man wearing a plush turkey hat—how embarrassing! his seems-to-be wife carries a box wrapped in blue and silver printed hanukkah paper. a woman nearly dropping two boxes of tomato pie “because they don’t have it in atlanta!” a couple making small talk about hilton head and savannah, typical touristy spots: “oh how niiiiice it is, how beeeautiful, my grandkids this and that blah blah” a girl with magenta hair, a snotty expression, and strange knees 211125 ... kerry (grateful for you fellow blatherskites, despite my cynicism!) 211125 ... unhinged i was too lazy to cook all the food i bought with no one to share it with thanks to my skites 211125 what's it to you? who go blather from