What happens when Millers REALLY boogie down: Dad bootlegs “The Star Wars Holiday Special.” Now taking bets on how far in we make it.
Have made it to the Bea Arthur bit. Grandma: “Maybe these people just needed a few extra hours for their SAG membership.”
Actually, the Bea Arthur bit wasn’t bad. Can’t wait to play her song at closing time when I open my own establishment, the Admiral Akbar.
The incredibly stoned lady (Carrie Fisher) has sung. We survived! Fun fact: Bruce Vilanch is one of the five credited writers!
Settling in for a family evening of movies, leftovers, wine, and laptops. We Millers know exactly how to party.
Bravo started playing “GoldenEye” over the credits of “Tomorrow Never Dies.” And thus we continue to watch Bond. Well-played, Bravo.
Grandma and I really liked “Australia,” because we both love extravagant old-fashioned epics. Brother squirmed during kissing scenes.
“No, not a boning knife, a KATANA!”
“Who’s playing with themself?!”
“Don’t lose a finger because I can’t remember how to get to the hospital and no one else can drive.”
“I’m not sure, I think it’s on fire. More champage and then I’ll deal with it.”
This will not stop making me laugh. Funniest Thanksgiving ever.
Just back from a pre-cooking jog. Love running in NoCal so much — the air is so cleaner than LA that I feel superhuman.
Called up roommate for his legendary mashed potatoes recipe, which I will be attempting tonight. Secret ingredients: butter, milk, butter.
When my biggest complaints consist of wanting more opportunity to do the work I am passionate about and more time to spend with the wonderful people in my life, I know things are going pretty well. Happy Thanksgiving to all.
The Macy’s RickRoll was hilarious. It also meant that I did work on Thanksgiving day. Grrr. http://is.gd/9i3q
Brother and I are about to depart for San Fran! Planned road trip entertainment: “Good Omens” audiobook, a few rounds of “NEERRRRD!”