That is, if you celebrate Thanksgiving. If you do, have a happy one and remember that a typical Thanksgiving meal is about, oh, three thousand calories. A burrito from any of the fine eateries in the Mission District of San Francisco is about a thousand calories. What I'm saying is that if you don't celebrate Thanksgiving, why not try a burrito? What will I be eating? I'll be eating chicken. Yeah, that's right, chicken. There aren't many people joining me this year so I figured I'd spare a turkey and eat two chickens instead. I'm going to cover them in bacon and shove fistfuls of butter under their skin to get that full calorie effect. Mashed potatoes will be on my table, some green vegetables, a bread of some kind, and of course, pie. I'll be listening to the Misfits when I cook, and the Ramones, and if I'm feeling a little funky - the Plarns. Hopefully, my meal will not be interrupted by killers or ghosts. Vampires are not invited, nor werewolves. Plastic man can come if he wants but I'll require a blood sample so I can become plastic man too. Notice I wrote it in lower case the second time because two plastic men ruins the novelty. Don't burn yourself on the stove and don't drink and drive. Don't get eaten by a snake. Call your mother and father if you're away from home and tell them Happy Thanksgiving and then tell them you love them and will see them on Christmas. Eat well and drink responsibly and don't comment on my spelling.