A friend was over tonight as we were getting started making food for Thanksgiving. Pal said, as part of a discussion of events in the life of a mutual friend I hadn’t seen in ages:

“This time they’re going to have a real wedding, not another funeral home deal.”

Naturally I asked for an explanation, after which I thanked the Baby Jesus that I live in the South.

I would very much like it if you readers would keep track of unintentionally amusing or just plain crackpot things you overhear at your Thanksgiving get-togethers. Humor me.