“Anyway, medical men die every day.”

It got a little colder today, well down into the low ’50s. Which, admittedly, isn’t all that impressively cold, especially not for late November, but it is predicted to be even chillier tomorrow, and one of these days winter is going to happen…or at least a return to the autumn we probably should have been having.

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, so I’m off for the rest of the week. We’re hosting, with lots of family visiting, and I’ve mostly just been trying to stay out of the way as my parents prepare the repast. My father has a habit of buying way too much antipasto — a tradition for him, having grown up in a mostly Italian-American family — leaving too little room for turkey and all the trimmings. This year looks to be no different.. We’re bound to have lots of leftovers.

This evening, I watched the thoroughly entertaining The Abominable Dr. Phibes. It’s silly and horrific camp, but great fun, with a delightfully creepy Vincent Price.

And that, really, is about it.