HAPPY THANKSGIVING.

Today, I stayed home from school.  ShaSha and I frequented Delmar, where we ate pizza, bought useless things, regretted them, and kind of bickered like old people.  I love her.  A lot.  Tonight was to be our first annual Night of New Thanksgiving.  And it was!  Amy and Monica and I made clams and chicken nuggets and cheese sticks and apple pie and muffins and even a pomogranite.  We didn't make that last one.  Obviously.  It's God's creation.  And speaking of which, you should watch "Palindromes," our feature presentation for the evening.  So amazing.  Please see, thanks.  After our film, we made paper bag Native American vests.  It was a lot of fun.  I hope your Night of Old Thanksgiving is a good one, tomorrow, friends.

With Warmth from
Your Friendly Neighborbood Native Americans
In Paper Bag Vests.