Oh, Kelli is growing up really fast.

I hope everyone had a very nice and filling Thanksgiving. I know I did and there's still leftovers left. Of course, the weekend didn't start out okay. Long day in the office as the boss wanted some reports before he left for the weekend. These reports, meant for many people, was probably read by 3 or 4 at the most when I published it at 5:30.

Thanksgiving morning saw me running errands where I could. Bank ATMs and the grocery store are two places you don't want to be on Thanksgiving morning, yet there I was in line most of the morning. One line I was thankful not to be in? I passed by Circuit City at about 10 AM and there was a big sign that had "LINE STARTS HERE" written on it. Two guys were just sitting there all alone in the midst of an empty parking lot, anticipating the sale that would open up the next morning.

Stuck in the middle of all the meals was Fiona Apple's concert at the Warfield. Full of energy in her 20 song set, the trip to the city and the $50 was worth it. And for some odd reason, it almost looked like she was enjoying the whole thing.

On a sad note, Pat Morita died in Vegas. As a tribute, go out and watch his Oscar-nominated performance in The Karate Kid, definitely worth it for all the laughs at Ralph Macchio's expense.