a few weeks ago the guy sitting next to me on the train started up a conversation with me, asking where i was from. i told him "boston" but he thought i sad "balkans" and then he started telling me how he was from the ukraine and that he's been here for fifteen years. he seemed like a nice guy, but i decided to play along with him telling him here that i moved here when i was young from the balkans. well today i go to sit down and he's there again asking me how my thanksgiving was. i told him i ate lots of turkey and drank lots of "wodka". how long can this go on?

THANKSGIVING

we had thanksgiving dinner at around 4:30 on thursday. michael and i got to spend the day with some lovely ladies. becka cooked and brined a delicious turkey and then we ate it. i miss all of you dudes who weren't in ny, it's not thanksgiving without you!