Got Any Funny (or Horrible) Thanksgiving Stories?

Plus, Black Friday and Conspiracy Music Guru for a bonus #FreedomMusicFriday

I have been gone for a week and need to play catch-up. I must unpack and then immediately get back to writing the next installments of The Distributed Nation. But you know I would never leave you without content. So let’s do a quick potpourri for this day after Thanksgiving…

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Thanksgiving is the most widely celebrated holiday in America, and rightly so.

The sentiment can be religious, but it does not have to—one can thank God, or just thank one’s lucky stars. It includes everyone and excludes no one. It is a good thing. We should all get together with family when we can, and we should all remember to count our blessings.

Of course, getting together with family (and all the traveling one does in order to do so) can produce funny stories, misadventures, and other anecdotes worthy of sharing.

Does anyone have any they would like to share, just for the fun of it?

We traveled to my parents’ house (I am thankful they are both still alive, given their age). We continued a tradition that is now more than a decade old: we went to the Griswold Inn in Essex Connecticut and had their amazing buffet. (The Gris has been in continuous operation since 1776, making it the third-oldest restaurant in the United States. It’s a fantastic place!)

It was pleasant, but comparatively uneventful. Thus, I don’t really have any amazing stories this year. All I have is this minor tidbit…

I ate a ton of food, as one does on Thanksgiving: two big plates of the Griswold Inn’s amazing sides, plus the end cut of prime rib. Plus, I suspended my no-desserts rule and had a bunch of pie and other sweets.

I should have felt full, but I didn’t. I have no idea why. I felt like I could eat another whole plate.

There was no time for that, however. We had to leave right after the meal to get our son back home for work today, so we got on the road and set out for what is normally a six-hour drive. (It rained or snowed for nearly the entire trip, extending it by about an hour.)

After a more than an hour on the road, I announced to my wife and son that I still did not feel full. In spite of all that delicious gratitude-grub, I felt completely normal. So I grabbed a little bit of leftover prime rib and took a bite.

And that did it.

That one little bite totally pushed me over the edge. It was as if I had established some weird harmonious equilibrium-state with my full belly, and, like Monty Python’s Mr. Creosote, that one bite exploded it. (Look up Mr. Creosote at your own risk.)

After that, I felt full for the rest of the drive. I tried eating a couple of wafer-thin bites of food many hours later, but I was still stuffed. It was very strange.

Right…so that was not the best Thanksgiving story, but it was all I had from my comparatively mellow trip.

How about you? Got anything fun or interesting to share?

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Let’s also do a quick #FreedomMusicFriday, just because.

We’ve done Conspiracy Music Guru a few times before, and with good reason. He is a fantastic blues player, and even if you do not believe every one of his ‘conspiracies,’ his themes are generally right up our alley.

And the song below definitely fits the bill. Most of us are pretty well united in our distaste for concocted plandemics, fake school shootings, gun control, false flags, and endless war. Indeed, there is no need for me to go through the lyrics. The song is quick, and the meanings are quite plain. Enjoy!

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Finally, today is the last day for our crazy Black Friday sale: 95 percent off yearly subs. ($2.50 instead of $50 for the whole year. Basically free.) Just use this special link: https://christophercook.substack.com/5efbb9c1

And what the heck—I will also add Steely Dan’s “Black Friday” below. It’s one of their best, methinks, but if anyone can explain what it actually means, I’d be much obliged. Stock Market crash? Fires in Australia?