Today is the day we’re supposed to reflect and give thanks. So on that note…

I’m thankful Prop 64 passed.

And that Prop 60 didn’t.

I’m thankful for this New Belgium Accumulation White India Pale Ale I’m currently sipping.

I’m thankful to live in a city this quiet and calm.

I’m thankful for the walks we take here, and that we always feel safe.

I’m thankful for the fresh ocean air – though I don’t always care for the smell.

I’m thankful for my neices, and my new(-ish) extended family.

I’m thankful for my wife and our pup.

I’m thankful for my friends.

For talks of projects, collaboration, and drunken Thursday nights.

I’m thankful for this deck that I’m sitting out on, and this firepit that’s keeping me warm as I type.

I’m thankful for my family.

I’m thankful for vinyl, for making music feel real again.

I’m thankful for the Ramones.

I’m thankful for my acoustic.

I’m thankful for my bands.

I’m thankful for my podcast.

I’m thankful for Tricycle Pizza.

I’m thankful for Dave Chappelle.

I’m thankful for Moleskine notebooks, WriterDuet, and all outlets of writing.

I’m thankful for comic books.

I’m thankful for Cyber Monday (and hope to get some good gifts for the fam).

I’m thankful we live in a country where everyone’s voice can be heard – if only for a second (before cooler heads prevail and delete the compromising tweet).

I’m thankful for my Uncle Mike, and his sacrifice.

Same for Josh Cole.

I’m thankful for my Mom’s Cracker Brittle.

I’m thankful for my Dad’s sense of right and wrong (even if I don’t always follow it).

I’m thankful for being politically schizophrenic.

I’m thankful for Mad Max: Fury Road, and Looper, too, for some reason.

I’m thankful for the couch where I park my ass every night.

And the beautiful woman who sits across from me.

And the pup that lays between us. Or on us.

I’m thankful for that last sip of beer.

I’m thankful for Jameson’s.

And Lagavulin (only busted out on the special-ist of occasions).

I’m thankful for Lalla.

And Alvarado St.

I’m thankful for Crema.

And Isidro’s.

And their breakfast burritos.

I’m thankful for Batman.

…And really, we should just stop right there ‘cause it really doesn’t get any better than Batman, amirite?

Happy Thanksgiving.