...Y'all! The big day for 2020...has come and gone and like almost everything else this year, it was a little different...
|ready for the big crowd...
...a little smaller...
|...of two guests.
...but still a time to pause and give thanks to God in heaven for His manifold blessings....like family...
|not sure watching the Lions lose again actually qualifies as a blessing
In spite of this year's many challenges, I hope you were still able to gather with ones you love and give thanks.
Did you know cigar aficionados are natural born heros?
That's 74 year old Richard Wilbanks of Florida. He was walking with his puppy who wandered too close to the water when a baby 'gator decided to snatch "Gunner" for lunch.
As the now viral video shows...
...Wilbanks jumped into the pond, ducked his head underwater to find the thieving gator then proceeded to pry open the gator's jaws, freeing his mostly unharmed puppy.
And he did all of that while smoking his cigar.
I enjoy a good cigar as much as anyone, but that takes it to a whole 'nuther level.
I've heard people downplay his heroism with dumb remarks like "c'mon, it was just a little alligator!"
My question for them is simple: where do baby alligators come from? You think mama gator...
...wasn't somewhere close by?
It might not have been the smartest thing Mr. W ever did, but it was clearly one of the bravest.
And there's no doubt Gunner appreciated the gesture.
As one cigar lover to another I say "Well played, Richard!"
But speaking of cigar lovers, here's a word to the wise, boys...DO NOT deal with these guys:
...but this year it's mighty tempting to stray a wee bit from "mcm" to just "m"...
...as in "modern".
I'm pretty positive this 6' tall objet d'art would look magnificent against one of our floor to ceiling windows along the back patio.
It's clever, elegant and minimalist, but at the moment I haven't quite convinced myself it's worth the hefty price tag.
And in reality by the time I'm done waffling it will most likely be sold out for this year.
That's one way to make a decision.
Managed to cry my way through what used to be one of my favorite movies...
...yep that's Hoosiers, the 1986 hit about tiny Hickory High in Indiana - enrollment 64 - back in 1951 that played its way to an unlikely state championship in March of 1952 against a mega school - enrollment 2800.
Before we toss you and the leftover turkey out the door, let's take a stroll through the "sights around town" department, shall we?
|Thanksgiving Covid style
|I won't tell if you won't
|remember when snowy winters were actually fun?
|one of our sputnik light fixtures for all the mcm fans out there
|remember, no politics at Thanksgiving
|big media, big government, big tech
|best part of Thanksgiving? leftovers...
|sunrise up north at Larry's cottage...lucky stiff
|first real snow of the season
It's finally official: both All Hallows E'en and Thanksgiving are rapidly receding in the rear view mirror and we're now careening recklessly...