Happy Thanksgiving

When I was a kid (4-8 or so), I had the good fortune to live on Central Park West with a front row view of what was then called the Macy’s Day Parade. To the consternation of my mother, I can remember being perched on the radiator leaning out the window as far as I could to try to touch one of the giant balloons. We were on the second floor. It was fabulous fun. Some years Thanksgiving even fell on my birthday and we would have a gang of kids in. Then my mother would go mad thinking someone was going to fall out the window. Anyway, never happened. Happy Thanksgiving. Be sure to take your Zantac or whatever and have a look at The Pajamas Media Shopper. It’s also fun. And you won’t fall out the window.