"Asian Thanksgiving."

Three buddies sent that message to me on Thursday.

"Asian Thanksgiving." Like it's Hanukkah or something.

Listen, people, we spend time with our families. We eat turkey.

We also eat empanadas and paella and dine with several other families.

Last night, I caught up with some childhood friends whom I hadn't seen in about three years.

One's now an attorney for Google. Another's an apprentice cardiac surgeon. One plans to apply for a job with the FBI.

Meanwhile, I'm writing blurbs about Bomberman.

I felt so frivolous, but you can't choose your family friends.

Lucky me.