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Off, in a minute, to see my friend Bobbi. This past year has been a difficult and frustrating one in many years- but she's still here, and so am I, and so are all of you. For all of this, I am definitely thankful.

SO WRONG; SO HILARIOUS

"As God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly."

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So: I'm in Baltimore, at the house of my friend Lil from high school, talking with everyone about the whatness of which. Nothing to drink, but the combination of triptophan and my irregular sleep pattern of late is making me feel a sort of post-Ambien glow; no doubt, I'll come to in a few minutes, and wonder exactly why I felt the need to drive a forklift down a freeway... I happened to have a spare copy of my senior year high school yearbook; I've been having friends from high school re-sign it (and having some new people sign it as well), which makes me happy. (My friend Lil is a doctor; her signature is an exceptionally indecipherable scrawl, followed by "(my doctor signature)." Hee!) In a few minutes, we go to a Black Friday running of the shoppers midnight sale at Old Navy; I'm so fried, I'll probably come home with a full tuxedo, but OK. Grosse Point Blank is on TV in the background as I type this; the "Under Pressure" scene with Cusack and the baby is one of the most weirdly surreal things I've ever seen. Huh; that baby is about 13 now; he's digesting his Thanksgiving dinner, as is John Cusack, as are you and I.

Random: listen to M-J Seide talk to her 12-year-old granddaughter, Genna, about falling in love with her partner, a woman who had previously been married and raised several children. When they met in the early 1990s, M-J embraced her new extended family. "I knew that I had hit paradise," she says, "because I now have a family that I can wrap my arms around."

Life is good.