Happy Turkey Hangover day!
Gentle readers, I know you've come to expect enlightening, interesting, inspiring, amusing, alarming, stimulating and absorbing reads here every day...of course, not necessarily all of the above *every* day, but at least one or two once in a while....
What I'm trying to say is-- you ain't gonna get one today. I'm still in some kind of turkey induced coma ...can't even pull myself off the couch to strap on battle gear to venture out to fight the Black Friday wars. Tryptophan has weakened my reflexes and I just know I'd be trampled by a horde of over-stuffed frothing at the mouth shoppers.
Ain't Thanksgiving grand?... in this land of Obesity we have a holiday to celebrate and promote gluttony.
Nope, no blog is forth-coming today....I sat here staring at the screen for a long time, but all I could think of was pecan pie for breakfast. So if no one hears from me again it means I'm lost in the couch cushions in front of the TV, mufflmuflmmffffmm (mouthful of left-over cornbread dressing).....
