Friday, Nov. 23, 2012
- Black Friday fun
- Steve Job’s Alma Mater
- I stand with Israel
- We will never forget … Hostess
|Black Friday 2009|
It’s Black Friday! Yay!!! Our family tradition is to go to Union Square in San Francisco and watch the mania, buy a couple of things, see who can find the biggest price tag and have dinner at Lefty O’Doul’s. Last year, my son won the price tag contest. He found a yellow diamond necklace at Saks Fifth Avenue for $3 million dollars. I contemplated lay away but they didn’t offer it. Darn.
Nevertheless, I’ve been lazy this week recovering from a trip to Bethel Church in Redding, Calif., and chillaxin’ at home. By now you’ve had a wonderful thanksgiving either with relatives or alone in peace but it’s Friday so you know what that means.
Let’s get to it!
Last year our local high school marching band and Steve Job’s alma mater, Homestead High School—Home of the Mighty Mustangs—performed in the most prestigious annual Thanksgiving Day Parade. It was an awesome moment that I, admittedly, missed live but THANK GOD FOR YOUTUBE! Yeah, I know it was last year but it was viral among us homies because we were so proud.
My parents took me to that parade when I was 6-years-old. All I remember is freezing my butt off and seeing my hero, Underdog! Someday, I hope to share that experience with my kids. For now, TV it is.
|That’s the finger of God Almighty who has Israel’s back.|
|Mark Zuckerberg, Facebook CEO|
Last but certainly not least is the death of an American icon, Hostess, i.e., Twinkies, Ho-Hos, Hostess cupcakes, Suzie Qs. The latter is my personal favorite so I and much of the rest of the country are in mourning. Of course, a cartoon depicts the brilliant timing and irony of its demise and a hilarious cover photo for your facebook page. I’m praying for an acquisition. Somebody out there has to be willing to buy them and keep those Ho-Hos coming!
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