So usually I'm out among the degenerates on Thanksgiving Eve, but not this year, and it was spectacular.

Typically, I do what everyone else does. I go out and drink a few brews. Then I have a few more. I might even indulge in some shots and things of the like. We all know what Thanksgiving Eve means. We're all adults here.

This year, things were a little different for me. I was working, DJing at a spot in Bridgewater. I was on from 7 p.m. to 1 a.m. Usually these places aren't booking DJs for six hours, but it's the night before Thanksgiving (plus I could never be mad about making more money).

So I show up at 6 o'clock, not expecting a lot of people there yet. WRONG. The place was already packed. I head in and set up and get started at 7, but don't expect a ton of people to start dancing and stuff until a little later. WRONG. They were cutting rugs instantly. Naturally, though, the crowd won't fill up until closer to 10 or 11. WRONG. The place was at capacity by about 8:30 p.m.

Now when you consider that time frame I just laid out, that means people were there drinking early and often. Just try and imagine the sights. I got to watch guys unsuccessfully try and spit fire at girls. I watched people who couldn't find a beat to save their life, but dance so full out anyway. I had some of the strangest and unexpected song requests ever. It was absolutely wild.

Basically, I'm trying to tell you that maybe next year, you should just head out and people watch on the night before Thanksgiving. Save yourself the money on all the booze. Just watch the people. I can promise you that you won't be disappointed.