Report from the self-serve table on Thanksgiving.

Greetings, Blogonauts.
My Thanksgiving was a smashing success, largely to my decision to consume as much rum as possible prior to speaking to anyone. Rum, in the form of "rum and coke", has an appreciable effect upon my civility and tolerance, to the point where I lost several consecutive games of something called "mexican dominoes" to my younger cousins, one of whom was playing en utero. Or so he said. I think he was cheating, somehow.
The other cousin/nephew/something spent more time shrieking that they weren't getting to play while the other players waited for that same person to make their move. His name was Steven, and he also like to throw dominoes at unsuspecting players' temples.
In any event, I ate turkey and drank alcohol, and a good time was had by all. Ah, the holidays.