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November 22, 2010


Love the e.e. cummings poem... I never thought much of Thanksgiving before. Your annual gathering changed that. My world is altered forever, thanks to you.

Now, are you out of Sriracha sauce? Should I bring some for Thursday?

This post makes me wish we could hop a plane from NYC and show up at your door with two more place settings. We're spending Thanksgiving with family too - it will be lovely. But there's nothing like a big noisy messy crowd. And thanks for the poem.

SOMEDAY I shall spend Thanksgiving with you. We're bringing pies (multiple pies!) and exciting side dishes over to Chris's boss's house this year. Can you have a post-Thanksgiving leftovers party?

Fong: Having you there is wonderful; an honor. We love you.
Stacey: I WISH!
Liz: Get your ass over here. Chris' boss? What the hell is that about?

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman


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