Happy Thanksgiving!

I'm taking off for the holiday weekend, so I don't plan on putting up any more posts until the middle of next week. Woot.

Quick thought: A gasoline truck caught fire on I-95 early this morning, which could suck big-time for Thanksgiving travellers. The funniest thing about the article, though, is this quote from a guy who lives "about 100 yards" from where the explosion took place:

"At about 5:15, I was in my office and I heard a boom," said Frank Hodal, 58. "I thought my wife had fallen out of bed."

Good Lord, man, you mistook the sound of an exploding gasoline truck for your wife falling out of bed? Did she play the mother in What's Eating Gilbert Grape?

I'm wondering what's going to happen if an earthquake ever hits that area of the world. "I was sitting in my office, and suddenly the entire house started to shake. It was like the place was going to crumble down the very foundation! I thought my wife had fallen out of bed."

*** UPDATE (3:20 PM): I just noticed that they've updated the article and have taken out young Mr. Hodal's quote. (If you missed it, his wife was quoted too; she was, in fact, asleep at the time.) Pity. It was funny.

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So for Thanksgiving, I give a public (generic) shout-out to all of you out there reading this blog. What started off of a narcissistic endeavor for a more creative writing outlet is made all that much better by the knowledge that there are people out there who read this, enjoy it, and provide feedback on it. You guys rock.

Happy Thanksgiving!