Thanks, Teammates

So, apparently, it's like a good thing to show your gratitude. And since it's Thanksgiving tomorrow and I have nothing else to write about since I haven't been running and have only been steadily reducing the amount of Yuengling Porters in my possession, give thanks is exactly what I'm going to do.

So, in no particular order, here is some of my gratitude:

• I'm thankful for you readers and bloggers who keep me entertained throughout the week. You have no idea how much work would get done if you weren't around.
• I'm thankful for good books for those quiet times when I need to relax, escape or be inspired. (Currently, The Lazarus Project and Everyday Drinking.)
• I'm thankful for a strong and productive liver that filters out the poisons I enthusiastically put into my body.
• I'm thankful for honed taste buds that make those poisons taste good and will allow me to thoroughly enjoy tomorrow's feast.
  
• I'm thankful for chemical reactions such as fermentation and distillation, which help make life more rambunctious -- or soothing.
• I'm thankful for running because psychotherapy and gym memberships are much too expensive for my wallet.
  
• I'm thankful for my health because I know it is not something to take for granted.
  
• I'm thankful for my friends, a handful of whom actually read this blog because obviously they don't get enough of me in person.
  
• I'm thankful for my family, who have supported me and shaped me into the relatively decent person (and drinker) I am today.
  
• And I'm thankful for sugar dumplings.

Thank you, I'm feeling healthier already. Happy Thanksgiving, teammates. And for you foreign readers, enjoy your Thursday or whatever you call tomorrow in your tongue.

[Drunkard's note: the Viper will be too drunk to post this holiday weekend. Hopefully, you'll be too drunk to notice. Or, if you're one of those readers, I hope you're too busy running or something.]