In observance of the National Day of Sloth & Overindulgence, the WORD will take a little break for Thanksgiving, to . . . well . . . reflect with thanks on all that we have, and to kick back with loved ones. There will be no tryptophan in our house, but we will find other excuses to lounge on the couch in deep gratitude. May you all do the same, with or without the excuse of overeating. The WORD will return Monday. Oh, and this Bloom County classic is for our vegetative friends . . .
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