From Monday to Saturday, L and I will be in New Jersey for Thanksgiving.
My access to a computer will be limited -- probably mornings and evenings. So things will be quiet around here for a few more days.
Some Thanksgiving music:
This may be a Red Sox blog, but you won't be seeing Mr. Dry Your Eyes here. That is the movie's built-in bathroom break. (Thanks, Martin!)
After Diamond walked off stage, he (allegedly) said to Dylan, "Beat that!" Dylan looked at him and said, "What do you want me to do, sleep?"