The almost national bird will fill many of our bellies tomorrow afternoon. I intend to crank Arlo Guthrie’s Alice’s Restaurant (which just this year I picked up on vinyl) while Sus and I treat ourselves to a pomegranate mimosa in the morning. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday hands down. Gluttony, excess, cooking, music and friends. It’s been a long time since the inception of the first Bastard Thanksgiving, in fact it’s almost been a decade. I find it funny now, that how over the past 10 years, I’ve developed some of my own traditions. The benefit of Bastard Thanksgiving (which as of 2008 is undergoing a name change to Hobo Thanksgiving) is that we’ve been introduced to many other family traditions that were different from my own. One of the rules of the potluck is to bring whatever you think is your family’s quintessential Thanksgiving day dish. Oh yeah, and a bottle of wine. Remember that gluttony is for food and excess is for wine. Just as an FYI. Luckily the good thing about Hobo Thanksgiving is that it’s just all good times, being in the kitchen for the whole day, sitting on the floor to eat because we don’t have a dinner table. It doesn’t matter. The point is that the house smells delicious and everything tastes great. Plus, there’s a keg of home brewed Oatmeal Coffee Stout, aka Spaz Stout, on tap.
The most important aspect of this holiday is to reflect on all that I’m thankful for during the course of the previous year. 2008 was a difficult year for our household: dislocated finger, melanoma, derma fibroma, hell even the dog has a tumor (luckily is just a fatty tissue tumor so not life threatening), lots of work, troubles with friends. It really doesn’t matter in the long run though and I don’t need to rehash that crap. I’m thankful for my wife, family and friends, that Sus and I finally quit smoking (it’s been 6 months), we are living healthy, Sus even got me to join a gym (somebody had to have won a bet for that). I am so thankful that we can knowingly accomplish anything, yet the doors that get shut in your face, make one learn to appreciate life and it’s experiences when good things happen. If we never faced challenges then we’d all be a bunch douche nozzles. Which is worse than being a douche bag…I think. Although they both don’t sound to appeasing, but I digress.
Let us also not forget though how this holiday all came about. Freedom from religious persecution (which still doesn’t exist) and stealing land from the Natives. No matter what the history books may tell us. There still is progress that needs to be made as a nation, a species, and as a global community.
Spend tomorrow reflecting on your family & friends, but also think about our world and your impact in it. Be thankful for all that surrounds you. There’s a lot to be thankful for.