Techie Turkey Day

So I’m not technicallie a techie.  I find the previous sentence extremelie entertaining… but, moving on.  So Techie Turkey Day is not my holiday.  It’s Nikkie, and Tahra, and Timmie’s… and probablie lots of other people that I never met’s.  (How’s that for grammar?)  But I got to come this year… ’cause it was at my house.

I had a sooper awesome time.  It’s called Techie Turkey Day ’cause it used to be just for techies.  And funnily enough, despite the inclusion of everyone I’d say that it was still mostlie techies.  Also delishious.  (Yes, I know that’s wrong.)  The delishiousness is important.

So Thanksgiving, like so many American holidays celebrates an idea more than it does an actual historic moment.  The Pilgrims and the Indians may have actually shared a meal together, but they subsequently tried to slaughter each other, so on the whole I think it’s nice that we try to remember the good parts.  The thankful parts.

I have lots of things to be thankful for.  I have a family that loves me, and a Ladie that knows me real good.  I have roomies that are sooper cool and will play board games with me.  I have all these new people that I presume to call friends.  (I’m presumptuous like that.)  And I have a Timinie… sexie and comfie all at once.  I’m also sort of employed, this gives me a paycheck to be thankful for.

So right… the actual day, people showed up earlie and cooked their butts off and the tinie kitchen prevailed despite the abuses.  A civilization was discovered in the basement.  Tinie cat got massive huggles.  Food was eaten and eaten some more.  And I’d like to think that good times were had by all.  But especiallie me.

So Techie Turkey Day… it’s not just for techies anymore.  And for that I am thankful.

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