And Away We Go

Today Angela and Tom and I are on the road to Austin, where we'll spend Thanksgiving.  Allen is going to prepare us a meal, since he says he's the best cook.  He's right as far as I'm concerned, but Angela's an excellent cook.  She's willing to let Allen do all the work, though.  As for me, I'm taking a can of cranberry sauce.  As Homer Simpson says, the best kind of cranberry sauce is the kind that's shaped like the can.  I won't be back until late Friday afternoon, so I probably won't be doing any e-mailing or responding to comments on the blog.  I've scheduled stuff for each day, so the blog will hum along just fine without me.  I'll see you on the flip-flop.