Giving Thanks and Getting Gas
by Michele Christopher
Two days before Turkey day and I am settling into that "what I'm thankful for" mode. Well, I am also settling into a "let's find a pair of pants that are too big on you because you are going to eat so much your stomach will bloat like a dead whale" mode. But that's another story. You really don't want to hear about post-Thanksgiving dinner bloat and gas, anyhow. I hope.
I have a lot to be thankful for this year. More than usual. But as much as you don't want to read about my need for Tums on Thanksgiving night, you really don't want to read another sappy, mushy, overwrought article from me about how fortunate I am at this moment in my life.
Let's visit the lighter side of Things I'm Thankful For.
Turtles. Supersuckers. Jersey sheets. Neil Gaiman. Four day weekends. Converse sneakers. 80's new wave. Coffee. Halloween. George Foreman grills. Milk and Cheese. Rooster sauce. Snapple tea bags. Comfy clothes. Punk rock. Mario. Link. Boba Fett. Digital cameras. School plays. Excedrin Migraine. Bucky Dent. Dairy Barn. Hot bagels. Sporks. Aquariums. Troma movies. Peter Jackson. Zombies. Meatwad. Blizzards. Mike Patton. Queens of the Stone Age. Cash Cab. 24. Reese's peanut butter cups. Arcades. Orgasms. Grilled cheese. Battery operated toys. Cool cars. Flickr. Funny cats. The Cheat. Preacher. Target. Friends. Family. Love. Potato soup. Real Christmas trees. Fuzzy slippers. The Cartoon Network. Loud metal. And anything that would make living out each of the seven deadly sins possible.
Happy Thanksgiving from the Gauntlet.
So what are some non-traditional things you are thankful for?
Michele wants you to know she really is thankful for less material type things. And Tums.