In my nearly 27 years on this planet I have spent two Thanksgiving days away from my family. The first, 2005, was spend taking over London with the boys from Delco. We ended up making chicken fajitas, and drinking Strongbow. A trip that will never be forgotten.

This year was the other missed Turkey Day. Instead of raging in another land, I have been deploying and retrieving nodes on the floor of the Gulf of Mexico. It was honestly not that bad, just a bummer to be away from my family. Luckily there is a phone on board, and I was able to make some calls, to wish cheer to my family.

Tonight is the annual MacDade Bar Crawl. I may be most sad about missing this. It has been the scene of some of the most interesting stories, nay myths.

Stay safe out their Delco.