It’s 2 am on Thanksgiving and I’ve just arrived in my native New Jersey. Oh to see the wonderfully lit, smoothly paved, four-lane highways of my youth once more! It’s a glorious thing.
So many memories. Gosh, when I’m not so tired I’m going to have to share some with you. Like the time my friend Jamie “left the oven on.”
Incidentally, I recently read that only 5% of the American population doesn’t eat red meat. If that’s the case I think I know every last one of these people. Surprisingly, we get along quite well. That’s probably because I’m willing to eat veggie dogs and tofurkey.
I’ll be back in Pittsburgh Sunday afternoon. Until then, to quote Murphy Dunne, “don’t you go changin’.”