Happy Thanksgiving

Meant to send this out before Thanksgiving but I was kind of short on
time last week, trying to get stuff done before Turkey Day.
We spent Thanksgiving with G's parents then flew back over the weekend.
My apologies to my friends in SF for not having time to see you, but
with family and stuff, you know how it is.

One other thing I forgot to mention from last week. Go see Pixar's The
Incredibles, which I think is one of the best films ever.

Visions on a sandwich

I'm not making this stuff up: CNN Story

Giselle wrote in to NBC 6-7 months ago and was able to get us tickets
to see a taping of Late Night with Conan O'Brian. We went to the taping
this evening with our friend Earle. We were surprised by how tiny the
actual studio was. When Conan puts down how crappy his studio is, I can
now understand.

Here are 5 Things about the show that you don't get unless you're there
live:

1. The Max Weinberg 7 band is amazing. They sound exactly like on TV or
even better (unlike most of the musical guests, such as Chingy
tonight).

2. Conan is very pale (except his face which has lots of makeup).

3. Conan is really funny. He came out to talk with the audience before
the show (after the warm-up guy) and he was cracking jokes and making
us all laugh.

4. The show is not live but it is shot in real time. During the
'commercial breaks' the band plays and everybody just sort of hangs
around waiting for the block of time allotted for the commercials to be
over then, 'We're back again."

5. No going to the bathroom during a show. No cameras. No picture
taking at all.

New Wonder Bra Campaign

Fall sliding quickly into winter as the weather dropped below freezing
last night. This is actually my favorite time as the leaves change
color to such vibrant hues (as brief as it is).

G and I caught a bit of the NY Marathon on Sunday as the route runs
past our block. We saw the woggers (walk-joggers) and the wheelchair
participants in their chair/bike hybrids. We went to church and on the
way home home we took a quick a ride around Prospect Park and had a
bite to eat. So by the time we got back, we ended up missing all of the
runners entirely. I forgot that since we're near the beginning of the
marathon, there aren't any stragglers. Oh well, there's always next
year.