1. People whom you would never expect it from, try to make Thanksgiving nice for themselves and their friends and family.

• About a decade ago, I didn’t know how to cook. When my friends and I wanted to eat a Thanksgiving dinner on the 3rd Thursday of November in Poughkeepsie that year, I figured out how to roast a chicken, make stuffing, gravy, and mash potatoes. I credit that night as the night I learned how to cook. It’s that or the other explaination which is I just woke up one day and knew how to.

• That punk rock guy. He stood behind me one line at Ralph’s on Thursday and he had pink, spikey hair, torn shorts, and a chain connected to his wallet. He bought a roast chicken, two steak knives, a pumpkin pie, and a can of whipped cream.

2. It’s a holiday that’s all about hospitality. It’s sort of like the Olive Garden: it doesn’t matter who you are, when you’re at someone’s for Thanksgiving, you’re family.

3. The movies. This year we saw Deja Vu. Along with The Hunger and Crimson Tide, it’s one of Tony Scott’s (and Jerry Bruckheimer’s) most restrained works. But for what it lacks in the Expressionist visual stylings a la Domino (a film where narrative is deconstructed to color, swish pans, and edits and that I believe is the first ever mainstream art installation), Deja Vu makes up for in ka-razy. It’s definitely worth checking out. If you plan to, I suggest not reading anything about the movie.

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