Well, we know that at least two people have something to be thankful for today. Congrats, you crazy kids.

Today, I went to Crowley — which I’d call the nearest town of any significant size, if only it was of any significant size — to pick up my grandpa. He lives in an old folks home there; when I left to pick him up, my grandmother uttered the memorable words: “Make sure he remembers his teeth.” Then we picked up food at Chef Roy’s, Rayne’s finest restaurant. I had the seafood platter — shrimp, oysters, stuffed shrimp, catfish, crab cakes, and (not technically seafood, I suppose) a fried frog leg. (Yep, tastes like chicken.)

Of course I’m thankful for all the usual things: family, friends, health, continued employment, etc. But at the moment I’m particularly thankful for all of you people who read this mess every day (all four of you), and all the great people I’ve met through this page. Happy thanksgiving.

22 November 2001

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