Happy Thanksgiving.

Or Happy Thursday if you’re not into that sort of thing.

I’m off (eventually) to the family events. Which will be… well, same as it ever was. Not much variation at those types of gatherings. I occasionally fantasize about mixing things up a bit. Like going really crazy and wearing jeans or something. Or not tucking in my shirt. Tongues would wag, wouldn’t they!

Anyway, I implore you—for me—to do something subversive today. Hide the sweet potato pie in the backyard. Start humming the Battle Hymn of the Republic during dinner. Or put on a Britney Spears pantomime show after dessert.

Do me proud.