GC, so much ~ma to you and DW.

Calm ~ma, sj.

Great news, Todd!

Things I would say to John Cusak: "I thought The Journey of Natty Gann was a really cute movie, and it made me look for you in other movies since."

Yeah, that's pretty much all I've got that doesn't involve actual drool.

Cusack was on my morning news the other day doing an interview and I was remembering that I've heard he's actually not a very nice person and wondering why that was and then the newcaster asked him a somewhat stupid but innocuous question and he was a total asshole about it. Oh.

A cousin dated a Cusack family friend, and they had nothing but nice things to say about him. Although they refused to invite me over for Thanksgiving. But the gossipy stuff I've heard about him has been negative.

I guess I just want to hear that Joan is cool.

Both he and Piven are very MPD that way. Either people write "What a gracious guy!" Or they write "He glowered at me after I quoted That Movie," or you know "Hug it out," for the eight-millionth time. (I mean, I guess we're all a bit like that, you know, but people don't write about how I eat a sandwich...thank god, too, as all my features would start with "Erika gingerly plucks a tomato out of her lap, and says she'll understand if we don't shake hands.")

The discussion about IQ testing provides some proof for my theory that Buffistas are not classifiable.

Loved Shir's "Singed, enthusiast-on-her-way-to-be-educated historian ..."

And for Thanksgiving, you know what's vegetarian? vegan even? BOOZE

Oh, GC, I am so relieved that you got an appointment with a new OB, and I sure hope s/he is awesome and treats you and DW well.

I am Vortex when it comes to sleeping in my own bed. I seriously need my retreat time at the end of the day.

The hostess for Thanksgiving is my Aunt Karen, whose husband probably has 30-40 more days to live. I fully expect that every single dish is made with meat parts or meat juices. I am certainly not going to mention my dietary habits to her. Like I said, it's one day, I can eat salad and pie and be perfectly happy. Most of you who've met me know that I have no problem asserting myself and getting what I need in life. I can refrain for one day so that my Aunt doesn't have one more thing to worry about.

ETA: Besides, DUDES, I am going to miss the WINE may more than anything else!!! That is a much more difficult change than not being able to eat stuffing!

If I were still in LA, I'd meet you somewhere and give you an awesome veggie dish to take with you.

So, I might have saved a life today. I'm chalking it up to a win.

Java, I guess my feeling is I would worry about why you were only eating salad (and why you didn't tell me you were a vegetarian) more than I'd worry about having to make a vegetarian side. But I'm sure you know your family best.