Yet another annual story got dusted off following the Macy's Day Parade. "Two people injured" wouldn't usually merit much coverage. But this one's got zing (to be unabashedly sensationalistic). The two injuries were sisters. One was 26, the other 11 and in a wheelchair. Yup. That's what I'm seeing thus far. So it's probably not a chill Thanksgiving in Katie Couric or Larry King's kitchen. "Too many calls to take, Baby!" Or something shamefully to that effect.
It's been a relatively idyllic Thanksgiving in Santa Barbara. The streets are deserted, though. And I'm at a downtown coffeehouse after a warm, oddly foggy run along the beach earlier. The fog came in, then the winds whipped it away as quickly as it came. Sun in between, a bit warmer than usual. I'm reminded of Sandburg's Fog and the lead about "cat feet." Different, but evocative nonetheless. A great beginning to a day. Rock on.
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