Exadguy
writer, director, human
A Waffle Miracle
If anyone tried to tell me I would be having Thanksgiving dinner — alone — at a Waffle House in a Confederate flag waving North Georgia…If anyone tried to tell me I would be having Thanksgiving dinner — alone — at a Waffle House in a Confederate flag waving North Georgia town than the apartment building I last lived in New York City, I would have told them they were full of something But it happened. Thanksgiving Day, 2001. This year, there were no Macy’s Thanksgiving Day balloons outside my UWS window, no pushing through the crowds to glimpse the ritual lighting of the Rockefeller Christmas tree; absent were tin can-shaped…Exadguy6 min read