Cornucopia

Thanks for the feedback on my "Things I'm Thankful For" list. (Notice that I did not include "people who remind you not to end sentences with a preposition".) Some of the suggestions were excellent, such as "peanut butter", "Blue Öyster Cult", and "Mythbusters". Others, well...not so much. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I personally cannot get too excited about "processed lunchmeat", "designer iPod cases", or "guys with Tebow tattoos". But I'm glad to know that nearly everyone seems to be thankful about something.

The feedback that surprised me the most, though, was the fact that no one thought "Cornucopiazadora" was funny. I could barely type that one, I was cracking up so badly. Perhaps the humor missed the target because cornucopias are kinda stupid to begin with...and I'll grant you that. I mean, what's the point of having a basket that tapers to where 50% of its length is either useless or simply a place where small fruits go to become forever entrapped? Seems like a silly way to represent the concept of "plenty" -- seems like a wide-bottom container would convey the idea more effectively.

Or perhaps the problem was that Pia Zadora isn't exactly a household name these days. So for those who are unfamiliar with the performer, I offer this:


Anyway, I'd love to share more about the Thanksgiving weekend, but it's going to have to wait. Many other obligations assert themselves. My only update will be to say that my running seems to be proceeding without new injuries, but continues to be disappointingly slow. I'll provide a deeper analysis later, but for now will just say that my next attempt at a remedy involves radically increasing caffeine levels in my bloodstream. I'll let you know how that works out. In the meantime, may your fruit baskets (however oddly shaped) continue to overflow, my friends. Have a great day!