Summer Friday, means a day off for me. Today was my summer Friday and I slept in. It was overcast for a while. With a tornado watch in effect this morning, it was not a good day for much of anything outdoors, so I just did the laundry and watched the telly. Laundry counts as being productive, doesn’t it? Bill was at his folks so I had the bed all to myself, and I didn’t need to worry about the alarm clock. So I slept until 9:00 which is about 2.5 hours later than usual. Most everyone had to work or was unavailable. So it was laundry and telly after eating bagels for breakfast.

I went to the supermarket last night, and it certainly had a gayer vibe that it does most other nights. Cruisy with complimentary fag hags. On an unrelated note, I don’t know where Juan is. Haven’t seen nor heard from he who goes back to school on Sunday. We do have a plan to go to Jersey City Gay Pride tomorrow, but that will have to be later in the afternoon since I’ll be at my Aunt Betty’s funeral tomorrow around noon. I don’t know exactly where it will be, but I have to be on the Light Rail by 8:15 tomorrow morning to meet my brother Brian in Fort Lee by 9:30.

So Saturday should make up for the laziness of today. I don’t know if the beach will be in the plans for Sunday it would be nice, though once again they’re predicting rain, which is what they did last weekend and it turned out to be a perfect beach day though realized in Hoboken. Just as well, last Sunday was a bugged out day anyway and I’d rather not get into it. Certainly won’t be going through that again I tell you. You live and you learn, and finally looking forward.

I think Juan is due over tonight and I’m looking forward to it. Have a few Dvd’s , Syriana, The Big Lebowski, and The Sea Inside, diverse indeed. Bill worked today and should be home soon. I’ve already eaten a hamburger at 5:30, the early bird special. Just reported an F-0 tornado touched down in Massapequa. Out on Long Island. The metropolitan area was under a tornado watch for a bit this morning. Now it’s a balmy evening not much of a breeze except in front of a fan. But they keep pestering me for autographs, so I suffer.

Some of that is what my weekend looks like somewhat but of course it can all change in the blink of an eye. I might be seeing some cousins tomorrow, I’ll be seeing my Uncle Joseph and my brother Brian. We need to go pick up Uncle Joe at his nursing home. He’s blind and has one leg, so since I don’t have a license I guess it will be up to Brian to drive.

Oh, don’t give me that look. This is the guy who kept telling me when John F. Kennedy Jr. died that I should apply for the position that was vacated. He has a sense of humor like that.