amazing the extent to which I still sprinkle the occasional phrase from Alice’s Rest into daily life – - “hairy eyeball” – “fillin’ out forms and playin’ with the pencils” – “hung down, brung down, hung up and all kinds of mean, nasty stuff”.

People look at me funny.

Yeah, people look askance when using the line, “… got good and drunk the night before so I looked and felt like the all-American boy.” :)

The new version from 2005 is still pretty funny. I woke up far too early this morning for my own good, and the university student radio station was playing it at 4:30 AM today. :)

I remember when the others on the group “W” bench asked Arlo “what’d ya get?”. He said “I didn’t get nothin’. I had to pay 50 dollars, and, pick up the garbage.” Crime of the century folks.

It just isn’t Thanksgiving for me until I hear this song. This morning I missed the first 16 minutes today of the live version my local radio station plays each year and the day was feeling incomplete.

Now I feel full. Thank you.

Bush transforms into avid mountain biker.

“Avid” is different than “Competent”. One can be avid/enthusiastic yet still a klutz in the endeavour.

True enough. I still don’t see why the rest of us should be expected to give a shit, though.

People look at me funny.

“Avid” is different than “Competent”. One can be avid/enthusiastic yet still a klutz in the endeavour.

Talkleft link to Alice’s Restaurant Cookbook

I hope all are enjoying this day with friends and loved ones; my heart goes out to those who lost a loved one over this past year.

Happy Thanksgiving, Firepups. Among the many blessings I’m thankful for this year is this wonderful community and the good people here.

Jane, thanks for creating the Lake – and thanks to you and Christy and TRex and the posters for sharing your work and effort. And thanks to all the pups – commenting or yet to de-lurk – who make the community.