On Thanksgiving dessert tables, I can be found;
I’m a parlor-baked pizza; a chart that is round;
In the sky, I am lofty; when humble, I ground;
And I share with a number the way that I sound.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Rebecca. See comments for answer.

From Hamlet:

There, my blessing with thee.
And these few precepts in thy memory
Look thou character.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

When his father lectures hence, my Laertes-type might respond with a tetchy “OK, Boomer.”

I’m a job for musicians, like concerts or tours;
An economy based on folks doing odd chores;
I’m a chair for a horse; I’m a boat with six oars;
And a unit for what a computer drive stores.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Bronx Richie. See comments for answer.

From The Comedy of Errors:

Why, what an intricate impeach is this!

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

I hear a chatty witness.

With him? Panic.

I’m a table for workshops; remove from the game;
Where a judge sits in court; catcher Johnny’s last name;
How you lift the amount of the weight that you claim;
And a long wooden seat made of slats in a frame.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.

From Measure for Measure:

His unjust unkindness, that in all reason should have quenched her love, hath, like an impediment in the current, made it more violent and unruly.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Our junk-IQ leader raids millions meant to help a veteran charity. Huh.

End hunt. Slam-dunk evidence. Huh.

No red-state tunnel-vision men listen. Huh.

I’m a cut or a scrape where peroxide should bubble;
A minor mistake that will not cause much trouble;
Reality’s Honey; the bear Barney Rubble;
And twice last week’s answer – just type it in double!

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Rebecca. See comments for answer.

From Measure for Measure:

I love the people,
But do not like to stage me to their eyes.
Though it do well, I do not relish well
Their loud applause and aves vehement,
Nor do I think the man of safe discretion
That does affect it.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Trump was booed, a lot, at the World Series venue.

He thought the likelihood of monumental attendee reception lifted after he took the noted ISIS villain.

The vocal people didn’t satisfy his ego.