Lots of food, lots of alcohol, and lots of loud laughter. That's how I would describe my Filipino Thanksgiving.
I was greeted with lots of warm smiles and handshakes. They welcomed me immediately. "Hi Michael! Welcome to our house!", "Michael! So good to meet you!", "Here Mike, have a beer!"
Oh great. Those kids, they're testing me now.
"Okay, let's turn to the next page and… Alan, where are you going? Hey man, where are you going? Alan? Come on, sit down man. Alan. Alan, please sit down. Alan…"
What kind of superpower would you want? Say you could have any superpower you could think of. You could fly or walk through walls or read minds.
Blood and gore isn't the kind of thing that scares me in movies. Ghosts are, but blood and guts, nah.
So when we walked into the theater on a bright Sunday afternoon to watch The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, I was smiling. When I'm in a good mood, I like scary movies. And that day, I was in a good mood.
Weekly random rambles, musings & writings of Mike Lee in San Francisco, CA