Can Christmas Be Far Behind?

I'm home.

I survived my crowded flight home in, gasp, coach, while having to sit in front of a hyperactive german tyke who would not stop kicking my seat. Praise Allah for Ambien.

I now know how the first season of 24 ended.

Alias is on tonight, and Vaughn gets tortured with no shirt on.

My friends are a riot.

We've got turkey breast roasting in the oven, the stuffing's ready and the yams are almost done.

Who says Thanksgiving's only in November?