Speaking of the football game, I have pictures. That's Dilf in the turkey hat. He's all mine, ladies!
I'm not in any of those pictures. I was up on a park bench with Jeannie Martini, Mrs. Towel Boy, my oldest sister's husband, and that cowardly wuss, Nick, drinking cocktails and occasionally shouting out rude comments. Rich's uncle acted as photographer, and spent his entire time taking pictures of the actual "game."
Now that Thanksgiving's over, we have time to relax. We're going to the Planetarium with Al Gato and his family. You know the Planetarium, right? The one with the overhead projector? Yeah, that one.
