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Half of it’s you, half is me.

It has been a week of births and deaths. While some beings are pushing themselves screaming into the world, other beings are quietly leaving.

Doesn’t it seem like crazy things happen in November? Things like Jim Jones and Guyana and Dan White shooting up the San Francisco City Hall. I guess that was a long time ago, but for some reason it seems like crazy shit just happens in the month numbered eleven. And for me, the day of eleven eleven can be even more hectic. I was happy that eleven eleven passed with no major personal craziness this year.

I am listening to Wilco live on KCRW’s Morning Becomes Electric, they were there this morning. And in two days I will see them live in L.A. I must say, listening to this radio interview, I forgot how totally nerdy Jeff Tweedy is. Not that it matters. Most of my favorite people are nerds. I won’t name them here, because they might read this. In fact I can only think of two friends that aren’t nerds that might be reading this and they are Laurie Bushman and Lisa Wood. If your name is not listed here, sorry you are probably a nerd. But that is OK, for reasons stated above.

So there is half of this crazy month left. I’ve got nothing to do on Thanksgiving. Maybe I will go to the beach and drink white wine and read Vanity Fair like I do on the weekend. I could bring a turkey sandwich! Or maybe I will be totally anti and eat a Stouffer’s Mac and Cheese dinner on Thanksgiving. Before you scoff, you should try one of those things. I’ve been curing hangovers with them for years.

Between the time you push yourself out and the time you leave, quietly, you’ve got the crazy months and the boring months; the Thanksgivings with 20 nerdy friends and the Thanksgivings alone. You might have two hangovers, maybe 2000. There will be some picnics, a few coincidences, a couple of lovers you are glad didn’t work out. There will be songs that make you let out a heavy sigh, and days when you walk around with a furrowed brow. There will be random moments of pure joy. How we can absorb it all is a mystery to me.

3 Responses to “Half of it’s you, half is me.”

  1. Laurie_Bushman Says:

    Sometimes I’m kind of nerdy. Remember when I used to play Magic – The Gathering?
    Well – I don’t do that anymore so you are probably right.
    Have a great time with your Stouffers. I love those things!
    If you decide you want to come up for T-Day you can always come with us to my brother’s and spend time with the 2 cutest toddlers in the world. And my sister-in-law’s horribly boring and depressing parents.
    On second thought – throw a mac-n-cheese on for me!
    Love ya Shannon!
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  2. Pauline Says:

    Okay, so I am one of your nerd friends.

  3. Lisa Doucette (aka Wood) Says:

    Shannon, thanks for the free press that I am not a nerd! However, I think it should be known that I am a nerd-lover and am even maried to a super-nerd! I love you and miss you so much. I can’t wait for you to come and visit me in Vancouver. My family is coming here for Thanksgiving this year, but I think Vanity Fair and wine on the beach sounds better. For Christmas we are staying put, no obligations for once. Freedom to relax and reflect on the past year. There is solace and poetry in spending a holiday alone, enjoying your own company amidst the dysfunctional family drama whizzing by. Love, Lisa

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