It’s Thursday. Happy Thanksgiving everyone. We were going to host my girlfriend’s side of the family for Thanksgiving dinner this year, but everything changed when her parents both became ill and ended up in the hospital earlier in the week. Thankfully, they’re both back home now, but they’re still dealing with nasty flu symptoms and other health issues. So, now the plan is to go over to my parents place for Thanksgiving dinner. I’m ready for turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, and a damn big slice of pumpkin pie!

Before any of that can happen, I always start Thanksgiving by watching the NYC Thanksgiving day parade. Immediately following that will be my annual viewing of Planes, Trains, and Automobiles.

That’s the plan. Have a good Thanksgiving everyone.

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Oh! And there’s a few extra babes and jokes featured for today. Enjoy!

It’s Wednesday. It’s that time of the year, time for my favorite clip from the classic Thanksgiving “Turkey Drop” episode from WKRP In Cincinnati! No matter how many times I’ve seen it, the chaos never gets old—the chopper, the feathers, the horrified play-by-play, and of course Mr. Carlson’s immortal line, “As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.” It’s the perfect mix of nostalgia and hilarity to kick off the holiday.

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It’s Tuesday. With Thanksgiving closing in fast, I decided I had time for one last batch of pumpkin seeds before the season slips away. I made the first batch back in October and another in early November, and I’ve enjoyed them so much this year that when I noticed my stash dwindling to just a handful, I realized I wasn’t ready to wait until next fall for more.

Back in early October, we’d bought a whole assortment of pumpkins—big ones, small ones, the decorative oddballs—and my girlfriend arranged them on the front porch and by the garage for a little Fall color. After sitting outside for a month and a half, I fully expected them to be soft, saggy, or otherwise done for. But when I took a closer look, to my surprise, they were all still in perfect condition.

So I grabbed one of the bigger pumpkins, brought it inside, and gutted it for every last seed. Sunday night I roasted my third batch of the season, and they turned out fantastic—honestly, probably my best batch yet. It was nice getting in just one last batch before the season switches over to all things Christmas!

-keep