Monday, December 01, 2008
Thanksgiving Highs and Lows
Thanksgiving High
Basie and I wrestled and cooked this 23-pound bird to juicy and savory perfection! And yes, that is bacon. Everything tastes better with bacon.
There was also no drama. However, an oddly simple, yet nice, friend of a cousin was invited. When asked if she wanted a second cup of hot chocolate, she asked, "Do you have any hot chocolate?" Quiconque was befuddled, as was I. I ignored her and gave her a second cup of hot chocolate. She also draped herself all over our couch and fell asleep like she owned the place. But without her, who would I talk about?
Thanksgiving Low
Upon returning from a mere 6-hour date on Saturday (from 1 to 7), Basie and I found the front door to our house wide open and lights on. Neither Qui, SuperFudge or the Mad Monk were inside. We called the police. Our new, lovely, 37-inch flatscreen TV was gone! The perps climbed in through the second-story dining room window and walked out the front door with the TV. Bastards. The drawers in the bedrooms were turned out, but nothing really taken besides a small digital camera. They were kind enough to leave the memory card. Luckily there were no pictures of them doing rude things with our toothbrushes.
Oh, they also stole a porno Basie got for his bachelor party. I guess they can watch some porn in high-def now.
Basie and I wrestled and cooked this 23-pound bird to juicy and savory perfection! And yes, that is bacon. Everything tastes better with bacon.There was also no drama. However, an oddly simple, yet nice, friend of a cousin was invited. When asked if she wanted a second cup of hot chocolate, she asked, "Do you have any hot chocolate?" Quiconque was befuddled, as was I. I ignored her and gave her a second cup of hot chocolate. She also draped herself all over our couch and fell asleep like she owned the place. But without her, who would I talk about?
Thanksgiving Low
Upon returning from a mere 6-hour date on Saturday (from 1 to 7), Basie and I found the front door to our house wide open and lights on. Neither Qui, SuperFudge or the Mad Monk were inside. We called the police. Our new, lovely, 37-inch flatscreen TV was gone! The perps climbed in through the second-story dining room window and walked out the front door with the TV. Bastards. The drawers in the bedrooms were turned out, but nothing really taken besides a small digital camera. They were kind enough to leave the memory card. Luckily there were no pictures of them doing rude things with our toothbrushes.
Oh, they also stole a porno Basie got for his bachelor party. I guess they can watch some porn in high-def now.
# posted by Hellastopheles : 6:00 PM
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Oh no! I suppose it could have been much worse, but getting robbed pretty much always sucks, regardless of degree.
That turkey looks awesome.
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That turkey looks awesome.
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