I was about to wrap up my super ambitious Top 50 Albums of the 2000s list yesterday, but Firefox crashed and took my work with it. So that will have to wait until after the holiday — or whenever I’m feeling clever enough. In the meantime, because it’s Thanksgiving and I don’t have a family to go home to like normal people, I thought I’d take a moment to talk about a few of the more random things that crossed my mind this morning.

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I’m thankful for deli coffee. It occurred to me this morning, while I was at the supermarket, that I didn’t want to buy coffee to make at home. There’s no joy in that, I think. Just an hour earlier I walked to the fancy French café around the corner from my house for a croissant and then totally dissed them by crossing the street to the bodega for a cheap Law & Order-styled cup of coffee. I mean, who does that? I do, apparently.

I’m thankful for Glee. I was going to watch it last night, but then I thought, wait. I’m going to be alone on Thanksgiving and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to watch the only show on television that makes me feel good to be alive every single week on that night. It’s like a bizarre post-apocalyptic utopia, where openly gay kids hang out with 6-foot-3 football jocks and the Glee Club teacher is an awkwardly hot straight guy who can even find a way to sing “The Thong Song” earnestly. If it wasn’t so blatant, it would be subversive.

I’m thankful for my friends, who are my family. For as long as I can remember, I’ve depended on the kindness of people I’m not physically related to. I think about this a lot, because I know that even though we share no formal ties, I love and am loved back. There is no blood-is-thicker-than-water platitude to explain the fact that it’s remarkable to love someone because you want to, and not because you have to. That happens with blood relatives sometimes, if you’re lucky. But those of us who aren’t so lucky are, sometimes, even luckier.

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