Awesome piece in Salon today. I've given up linking most of the stuff over there of late...the quality is, shall we say, leaning like a sapling in a tropical storm.
Anyway. Forget that. Truly nice piece from Shalom Auslander (I also love saying that name) about Thanksgiving dinners, families, and most importantly, drunken fathers you still crave acceptance from
"In order to rip the wood to size, I bought a table saw. In order to protect the table saw from the weather, I bought a shed. In order to have the shed delivered, I needed to have a 16-foot-by-20-foot pad of crushed stone laid at the far end of the driveway."
If this makes as much sense to you as it did to me, you'll find merit in that link.