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Wild Turkey Day is over and done. Except perhaps for any Black Friday Ninjas who are storming the bastions of business! May they spend themselves into oblivion. Credit scores will plummet as the mania continues! Day was not so wild for me. I sheltered in place most of the day including sleeping in this morning. I ventured out in the early afternoon when, I thought, traffic might be moderate. It was somewhat busy but not as gnarled up as the highway in TX where 150 cars, SUVs, and semis played a lethal game of bumper tag.

Dreamed last night that I had been summoned to a planning meeting for a company I once worked with. They had flown me and a team of my people into TX (odd coincidence that location in dream was also place where the highway crash occurred). They had housed us in a ramshackle motel. I had some trepidation about the place. Several of the other units seemed to house a group of transients and motorcycle groups. I finally convinced myself (in the dream) that we would be safe as long as we locked our doors. At one point in the dream, I was retrieving large pieces of parchment that had been picked up by the wind and was caught in the trees. I had a long-handled tool, like a branch trimmer, and I was using it to snag the errant papers. At one point, I realized that I only needed on piece of the stuff. We could make copies on the copier back in the office.

Watched a political graphic novel--V for Vengeance. It was done by the same people who did the Matrix. It was a slightly futuristic episode of a politicized super hero who helps bring down a corrupt British government. It was Guy Fawkes reincarnated and bulked up with lots of CGI and SFX. It was bloody, unbelievable, but engaging. It got good reviews. It's $50MM budget was easily recouped with a $150MM box office.