Thanksgiving is probably my favorite of all the holidays that I celebrate in earnest. As a stone-cold atheist (and avowed racist), it appeals to me on many levels. I like the idea of a holiday that centers around family not God, home not Church (or Mosque or Temple), and being thankful not worshipful. There's also the delicious home-cooked food, the opportunity to spend time with close family, and the old fashioned appeal of bundling up in some nice winter clothing. Those of you from states without cold seasons generally can't appreciate that last reason, which is why I find your cultures to be soulless, empty, sun-worshipping, and selfish.
But I digress.
Normally the Clan Six would enjoy a lively meal at one of our parents' homes (both Mrs. Six and I live in the same town as our parents). This year, however, is special. This year, we will be traveling, on the busiest travel day of the year, to my absolute, positive, most-favoritest place - EVAR! That's right! The most pointless state in the Union - Connecticut! The Constitution State! Where the Constitution was neither written nor first ratified!
Gentle reader, I know you now must be pondering why I would subject myself to such abject torture as spending my favorite holiday with a bunch of nutmeggers, eating their inferior foods and listening to their feeble attempts at topical conversation (which depart their mouths sounding more akin to clicks and whistles than to the dulcet tones you and I produce). Your question is a fair and balanced one, deserving of an answer.
It's because I will be spending the evening with this kid.
This is sure to be one of best Thanksgivings, ever.