turkey work

so i'm not going to talk in 3rd person all the damn time.
that would be silly as all hell. i spent thanksgiving
eating a turkey footlong from subway
over my kitchen sink and then spent
the rest of the day watching football
on a road trip tv because my regular
tube broke. i don't like family holidays
because i'm not real big into the whole
family agenda. my folks died when i
was in my twenties, and my older brother
who i love lives with his wife in an empty nest
outside of sacramento. i get my sons on christmas
but they spend thanksgiving with my exes
and their new partners. shelley kept my last name
but lost the desire to be with men. she and harriett
are really good to b.j. but they don't let me come over.
and charlotte, she's in raliegh now, and her husband
doesn't like me at all. which is fine. i got him arrested
when they came to bliss because the deputy owes me
a favor. so, for one night, he was held under suspicion
for terrorist activities. no big deal, right. well, big
deal. because little jack doesn't see his old man
but once a year. i love my sons, except when
they act like shitheads, or are dumb. i
miss them when they aren't around,
and usually they aren't around.
i should have gotten a subway
cookie and chips deal.