I am sitting in a hotel room in Dallas, Texas watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade while I wait for the shuttle bus to whisk me and HT to the Dallas Cowboys/Washington Redskins game at AT&T Stadium. Generally, I love this parade - I like the big balloons and the floats - here's what I don't like - the Broadway performances performed on some area of the street while we wait for the next float, band or balloon. A couple of  them have been ok - the Cirque one was really good..............but then there was the performance by the cast of CATS. I've seen the play - the music is good - at least some of it is - but one time of witnessing that spectacle is God's plenty. I do not want to watch grown ass humans pretending to be cats. Unless - they can lick their own butts and crotches - that I would watch - at least for a few minutes - it would sort of be the contortionists of Cirque meet CATS. 

Then there is Al Roker - he is sneaking up behind small children and asking them about the parade........well leave me alone you creepy old bastard so I can enjoy the parade! Go prey on someone your own age - or better yet - go buy yourself some nice leather gloves - because your current choice makes you look like a giant turd. I can't stand to watch him based almost solely on the damn gloves.

It's almost time to catch the shuttle - because you know - safety first - and I'm guessing adult beverages will be part of the celebration today. I just hope they have pie at the stadium.............they have everything else ...........I will report later - the shuttle driver just called and he is ready to roll!

Happy Thanksgiving - and I give special to all of you that are reading this - 

Love,

The Gym Bytch