Thursday November 27th, 2003
Thanksgiving
So Scott, Dan, and myself, had not planned a single thing in the two days since we found out Thanksgiving wasn't going to happen the way we thought. At 1 pm Thanksgiving day we started to talk about what we were going to do for Thanksgiving dinner. By 2pm a tournament of Virtual Fighter had decided that we would try to make Thanksgiving dinner ourselves. For starters we had no food so Dan and I went to the store to grab what ever was left. Ralph's was closed so we had to go a little farther to Jon's super market, also known as "The ghetto Russian immigrant supermarket." Going to this particular grocery store on Thanksgiving day was a lot like the opening scene of "Saving Private Ryan." Everyone pushing, shoving and fighting in a foreign tongue for what little was left on the shelves. Their wasn't any turkey, hell there wasn't even any whole chickens. With few other options we ended up grabbing the last packages of chicken breasts and a sack of potatoes.
When all was said and done our Thanksgiving consisted of Chicken, mashed potatoes, and garlic bread. (Hey it's the only other thing I know how to make and I had the ingredients) We went out that night to Barney's Beanery and played a few rounds of pool. It was dead but that was to be expected I guess.
