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What are we teaching our children? They see their Black Friday injuries as badges of honor. One kid had four teeth knocked out from an elbow to the face and the other a broken arm because he tripped and someone stepped on him. All over this WiiU thing. What is it? Outside of an overpriced video game thing.

This is my "accepting the fact there will be no hockey this season" face. Football isn't quite the same, sorry football fans. I want to drink my beer and watch people get hip checked into the boards, fight, and score some goals while they're at it. The 50/50 deal option seemed fair to me but as usual greed wins out. Everyone wants that bigger cut.

What do vegetarians eat for Thanksgiving and is it the same if you don't have turkey? The turkey is kind of what makes the holiday. Fighting in stores aside I am also one of those obnixious people that went out and bought a tree already, fake and pre-lit, so I could put it up today. I kind of like looking at it and it'll give me something new to photograph.

Got a new TV from Black Friday! I won! I mean, sure, I got punched in the face by some overtly drunk Santa Clause, and then spat on by some greasy haired mother in front of her children, but I mean certainly I deserved it. After all, I was the one who butted into their argument as the two were quite nearly about to kill each other over some stupid device, and pushed them off each other.

Still, totally worth it, because now while I nurse my black eye I can half-see the Science channel in glorious HD.

On an even better note, I'm hungry and think I'm going to get something to eat.

Apparently I've decided to turn this thing into my own personal Twitter.

I think I like this... body I received in my dreams. Certainly much more sturdy than the average human one.

And I don't doubt I'll put it to better use than Cerberus did

This was my first holiday without Brandir. It's funny. I haven't thought about him in a while. I found myself feeling guilty about it over the Thanksgiving holiday, like I should be ashamed that I'm starting to forget him and move on. I think that's what he would want for me though. I don't think he'd want me to mourn over him forever. I have to keep reminding myself that.

The next month isn't going to be easy, but I think I'm a little better equipped to handle it than I was before. I owe all of that to Phil.

Dreams getting weird(er) again. And a little bit scary. Asgard falling to Earth was bad enough, but then we end up in the middle of a war between Odin and some people he pissed off and they abandon us.

And Piotr becomes the Juggernaut...Okay this just sounds crazy, I'm shutting up now.

Thanks to everyone who suggested that I actually try Thanksgiving this year. It turned out pretty well, I think. Though I'm not sure my kids want me in the kitchen anymore.

Now onto Christmas. Just thinking about going shopping makes my old bones ache. I should hire a shopper. Anyone want to? You have to buy for teenagers.

Shit. Thursday was Thanksgiving? Where was I?

Dear Black Friday,

Thank you for existing, and for the wonderful things I scored.

including all of the amazing toothpastes and stupid crap I was able to use to barter, and the fact no one was watching me so I could grab them, free of charge. My buddy Vic is back in town and we're having a fucking party.

I really love the boots and purse and makeup you have yielded upon me. It seems we'll need to do this MUCH more often in the future.

Bored.