Day after Thanksgiving.

I really haven’t done much during the holiday but sit around and watch football. I suppose yesterday, before dinner, I did to and clean the gutters, and today before lunch I went up on the roof and took down my antenna, but that’s less than an hour per death-defying task.

Yesterday I went to a Thanksgiving Potluck at my sister’s friends’ place in the swanky Pearl District. The Pearl isn’t that swanky, really, but that’s the way it’s marketed. Lots of retirees with money move in there. In any case, my sister’s friends are more of the young urban professional type than retirees, and being physicians the other friends at the potluck were all physicians as well. There’s a fine line between earnestness and humorlessness and everyone was clearly on the earnest side of thing. Very friendly as well. My sister made a huge turkey for the potluck and other people brought a lot of food as well. There were thirteen people and the leftovers were more than what we ate. Oddly enough, I only had one plate of food and I was so stuffed that I was a little uncomfortable. That didn’t stop me from eating the homemade pie.

Today I dismantled the antenna I have on the roof attached to the chimney. I kind of promised a neighbor that I’d take it down until the sunspot cycle was back and the antenna would actually be useful again, but I’m way too lazy to take the thing down for promises or for aesthetic purposes. He didn’t like it because it interfered with his meditation. I took it down because the furnace chimney it was attached to is falling apart. I ended up dropping some rather heavy things off of the roof, but fortunately not the heaviest thing up there (my big ass). As a reward to myself, I went out for a double cheeseburger and a chocolate malt with my friends. I wasn’t going to have the chocolate malt, but everyone else was having one so I had one as well. Too bad that it was in the 30’s and windy. We had to have coffee to warm up after the milkshake.