I am thankful for:
- Boomerang showing every single episode of The Flintstones ever.
- Dad being healthy enough to spend another Thanksgiving with us and my mom. Hug your parents people, not everyone gets to this year.
- Jonathan Lethem’s Motherless Brooklyn, it’s really fucking good.
- For my beautiful sisters, even Sister #4 — the great imposer, and the men they married.
- Did I mention every episode ever of the Flintstones, IN ORDER!
- Icy cold Diet Cokes with Lime and the health not to barf them back up
- Kelly, FFJ, the Chiliwinkers, Seamus, Al, the cutest girl on earth™, BFK, Wolfdogg. . . I could go on and on about my friends.
- $50 Cheeseckaes.
- My impeccable taste in music.
- My extreme self-discipline that allowed me to resist the siren song of Mike “We’re on a Break” Doughty being in St. Paul on Sunday and keep the Make Sweet Sweet Love to Me™ vibe on the shelf.
- Princess Jaycie, Boo, The Peanut, Nolie bugs, and Liam Piam Pudding Pop, life is much better with kids in it.
- 50-degree sunshine on my face in November.
- My Rainmanlike ability to correctly identify the plot of a Flintstones episode based on seeing only the first minute.
- Our awesome Chromey vs.Chromey t-shirts.
- You.
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I am thankful for still being in touch with you, and having you in my life after all this time. 🙂
Aww shucks, you’re gonna make me cry. This was the weepiest Thanksgiving ever.
The Flintstones is the greatest show of all time – all 166 episodes of it.
17. “High Fidelity” on DVD, which I just put into the DVD player.
Is it sick and wrong that I get a little turned on by men who watch High Fidelity over and over again?
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I meant to type “Of course not”, but “O” may be more appropriate.
it’s more intriguing that’s for damn sure.