This morning my boss wished me a Happy Thanksgiving. Nothing too unusual about that, he's a pretty standout guy.
What was odd, however, was that what started out as a beguine post-holiday greeting turned into a (text) conversation. At any rate, we ended up talking about grouse and hunting and whatnot. It was kinda surreal, but in a good way. I ended the conversation with a promise to tell him the story of The First Grouse Cleaning (it's kina fun, but best told in person).
Later, on my way off-site, I came across a Roughed Grouse. Hadn't seen one in a fair-long while.
How odd.