Ah, Thanksgiving!  The turkey tasty, the conversation lively, the weather just this side of perfect.  Our new home housed three of the kids and several of their friends this weekend.  I kept the radio off, except for holiday music.  No politics, no heated discussions or worrying over the coming battle.  Just foooood.  And busy, busy, busy stuff. 

Dinner survived the common glitches (oh, how I long for a double-decker oven!), most of the dishes and all of the silverware matched, and the company was pleasant.  The one reliable component, Bad Puns and/or jokes, was in attendance as well, so I proceed...
My college girl quoted a sign they put up near her dorm:
"Knowledge is Power, and Power Corrupts... so Study Hard and be Evil"
Upon hearing this, my second son got up from the table, lay down on the floor, wrapped himself up in the fetal position, and moaned softly, 'Noooooooo'.  That was even better than Bart Simpson's tight-eyed, hunched-over, visible shudder.  Of course, this is the same kid who, at age 12, did something nearly as bad:
The 8-ounce Hershey bar I'd gotten him was gone by next day.  When I queried, 'What?!  Already?', he responded, 'Don't be sad, Mom...It's gone to a better place.'

Not that I'm complaining, mind you.