Going out to a brunch is in direct violation of one of the two deadly sins of which Thanksgiving is a celebration, sloth. The other, obviously, being gluttony, which doesn't get nearly as well observed when you're out at a place from which you must leave. As you pointed out there are no leftovers, which defeats so much of the joy of having insane amounts of excess food. I realize you have no choice in this but, man, that sucks. I wholeheartedly support the idea of having your own celebration.
whee! Thanks, it's such a shame so many of my fuzzy adorable friends are away this holiday--the more the merrier, but ah, sigh..more pie for me, I s'pose.
This ties right in with the "Theory of the Sins", which is simply : Only three of the 7 deadly sins are worth bothering with. Lust doesn't really have its own holiday, unless you count May Day, but most folks don't celebrate that.
Hey hey, You're forgetting that big Hallmark bloodstain that almost everybody bludgeons themselves to observe [or not to observe] in order that they may lead new lovers abed, or old lovers into the belief they yet remain faithful.
So folks don't celebrate Valentine's Day [I almost typed 'Hallmark's Day'] by hanging cardboard glossy cutouts of crotches and handsomely etched torsos weeks in anticipation of the great cupid shoot-out. But I still see it as a lust holiday--people who are really in love don't need a stupid holiday to celebrate it. Or shiny hearts.
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Thanks, it's such a shame so many of my fuzzy adorable friends are away this holiday--the more the merrier,
but ah, sigh..more pie for me, I s'pose.
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what to think, what to think?
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You're forgetting that big Hallmark bloodstain that almost everybody bludgeons themselves to observe [or not to observe] in order that they may lead new lovers abed, or old lovers into the belief they yet remain faithful.
So folks don't celebrate Valentine's Day [I almost typed 'Hallmark's Day'] by hanging cardboard glossy cutouts of crotches and handsomely etched torsos weeks in anticipation of the great cupid shoot-out.
But I still see it as a lust holiday--people who are really in love don't need a stupid holiday to celebrate it. Or shiny hearts.
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