I don’t think I fully understand why Thanksgiving is only one month before Christmas. How much crazy eating and spending time with relatives can one tolerate? Maybe Thanksgiving should be in summer.

(OK, OK. It’s a harvest festival, I get it. And for a large chunk of the country, winter is very long and painfully cold. Maybe it’s just out here in the land of eternal sunshine that it seems odd.)

Anyway, while I’m at it: How come in America you can dress as anything for Hallowe’en, instead of only scary things?

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