I won’t pretend there’s no bad nooze out there. But for this one day, Thanksgiving, I can close my door against it and shut it out, as I would shut out bad weather. The difference is, the bad nooze will still be here tomorrow, but the weather can always change.
I wish I could have you, my friends, here for Thanksgiving. Don’t expect a lot of excitement–unless you get excited by movies like Godzilla vs. Megalon (no, it’s not a Supreme Court case, we’re not letting that stuff in today). It’s our custom to watch that movie while the turkey’s cooking.
I wish we could share good talk and funny stories and maybe some board games–Monopoly, anyone? Settlers of Catan? Who said Pick-Up Sticks? (How about that? Byron the Quokka’s here!) Sing some hymns together.
Well, we can do those things in spirit. Yes, we can.