1789 – George Washington declares first Thanksgiving.
1863 – Abraham Lincoln declares last Thursday of November as Thanksgiving. (gee, what an interesting pattern)
1951 – Bobby Thompson’s “Shot Heard ‘Round the World.”
1995 – O.J. Simpson acquitted of murder. Of course, the real killer is still out there. ;p
1873 – Emily Post, etiquette guru (d. 1960)
1949 – Lindsey Buckingham of Fleetwood Mac, whose song “Edge of Seventeen” mentions a white-winged dove, not that other thing I might’ve mentioned in some Jeopardy-type game.
1954 – Dennis Eckersley, Al Sharpton, and Stevie Ray Vaughan, respectively, a pitcher, a preacher, and a pusher of daisies.
1969 – Gwen Stefani, who teaches us that shit is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s. And if you’re the one person who actually digged that song, you must not come within 1,000 feet of the bar’s jukebox ever again.
1981 – Matt Murton, left fielder for the Chicago Cubs. And a couple of Swedish footballers, but they’re not as important.
1656 – Myles Standish, who fits so lovingly into that Thanksgiving theme we established earlier.
1936 – John Heisman, who’ll be more remembered for a pose than any success he may have had as a football coach
1967 – Woody Guthrie, not the author of “Alice’s Restaurant.” But with some of the other things listed, how can Arlo’s classic not be mentioned here?
2003 – Florence Stanley, who will be most remembered for playing the judge on My Two Dads. As with any other family sitcom, there had to be an episode where they celebrated a holiday which involved turkey, mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce.
In poker news, I managed to cash in a dime tourney, a dollar tourney, and a $4 180-player Sit & Go (one spot off the final table in that one). I could post hand histories, but I don’t feel like going back and searching for them. Now I think I need to go brew some coffee, or go sleep on the sofa, whichever seems more relaxing.