Black Friday had been percolating along for a while before I ever became aware of it. It was the 1980s and I was busy with drugs and sodomy, shopping was way down on my list. When it finally solidified into a phenomenon big enough to catch my attention, my only reaction was "what a bunch of losers". In the 40 or so years since then I have not changed my tune.
So how did mrpeenee celebrate the sacred day of big big big discounts on electronics you don't need? Last night was the first cold night we've had, certainly nothing compared to what my friend Bobby deals with in one of those unfortunate snow swept Midwest States, but I'm just a delicate California blossom and temperatures in the 40s is my idea of frigid.
So I spent Black Friday piling a bunch of blankets on my bed and then hunkering down under them. It was all terribly cozy. I went out briefly for coffee this afternoon, but then scurried right back to my little nest. The cat seemed annoyed that I had flaked out on my duty of giving him a warm body to lie on. I hope to do better.
Guys who could keep me warm:
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