So Scott Fourre (the Jester himself) comes from Idaho where he’s stationed, and I go down to Don’s house on Friday (before Thanksgiving) for some poker. After losing my initial $20, I put in my last $4 and work that to over $50. Good times. Scott was also ahead, so it was a good job. Scott comes up and visits on Monday for some shenanigans and good times, as can be (sorta) seen in this picture.
From there, we go over to Mark’s to watch some football. I’m not a big football fan particularly, but Matt Skiena was in the area from LA, and it’s good to see him, his girlfriend, and his brother. And I’m glad we went because this picture never would have happened otherwise.
See, it’s not just me who can’t take non-blurry pictures indoors with my camera!!!
Tuesday, I had my gig in the city, and it felt good to play original music alone after two years of not doing it. Good reactions, especially the two girls who were pretty much shocked that I was singing “Women Are Insane” in public. Oh well.
Wednesday came and went, and Thanksgiving happened with reckless abandon. There was much food to be had, and Susan did an excellent job as hostess and main chef. See her at work here.
The only chef I know who wears high heeled boots while cooking
The dinner was plentiful, and even the decorations were nice. It was enjoyed by myself and Susan, Susan’s boyfriend Max, Susan’s brother Craig, and their roommate Jen. Good times were had by all. Wine and Sangria went around, and there was massive amounts of gluttony and American lavishness! Viva la engorgment!
And finally, the aftermath.
While it isn’t entirely over, last night more or less put the capper on it with a fantastic game of Dash, starring an all-star cast of characters including Kevin and Angela from CA, Jay Marshall from CT, Sara from Long Island, and various other veteran dashers. For a list of the goodies, click here.