It seems that I am really having some strange but memorable Thanksgiving holidays in NYC. For example, since I arrived in NYC, I spent my first three Thanksgivings at a local natural history museum (whose name I am not allowed to mention on my blog) where I was employed as a postdoc, wandering among the ornithiscians and sauriscians while the last of the giant Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade balloons were inflated outside the windows, floating on the breezes in a vaguely threatening way. Honestly, those three were the best Thanksgiving celebrations I've ever had.
My next Thanksgiving holiday was spent running around all of Manhattan, scooping cat shit for the vacationing rich but not-so-famous. I didn't eat any turkey, but that didn't matter: when all the dust had settled at the end of the holiday, I had, for the first time ever in my life, earned one month's living expenses over the span of four short days.
Last year, some of you will remember that I spent my Thanksgiving in a nuthouse and this year, I will celebrate an early Thanksgiving this Monday with a friend at a shelter for homeless men. What do you suppose this means? Am I working my way up or down the social ladder?
I am not sure what I will do on the actual day itself, though.
The only reason that I mention this is because a friend asked me if I was going to celebrate Thanksgiving. When I told him what my tenative plans were, he laughed and said that I should write a book about all my weird adventures.
Am I working my way up or down the social ladder?
Seriously, that's a great idea to help at the homeless shelter. As you've shown many times before, you've got real heart.
I don't suppose you can hint at why you are not allowed to mention the name of a certain nameless natural history museum?
hehehe, fishwood. even though i did mention that i can't mention the name of the place on my blog, i am still harboring the hope (delusion??) that i'll someday find a job in scientific research. if i name the place, i am sure that my hope (delusion??) will be forever destroyed. although i have recently been very depressed and discouraged at the prospect that this is probably already forever out of my reach, which is the reason i actually mentioned this at all.
if that makes any sense.
but i have been approached to write a book about my life in science, so we shall see what happens between the covers ..