Last night was fun, Juan came over soon after Bill went to sleep. Juan and I just hung out, drinking beers and watched TV. I guess Julio made it to Copenhagen since there were no reports of any catastrophes. It was all very mellow and all very good. It’s nice to have Juan around, he is so intelligent and funny and a bona fide drinking companion. We bought tickets to see the Scissor Sisters in Philadelphia on March 3. It’s cheaper than the NY show and easier for Juan since he’s going to school in Trenton.

I woke up late, since drinking into the morning will do that to you. Bill took off because of his ankle which wasn’t swollen as much as it was yesterday. He was up and about way before me but didn’t go get any bagels or the papers so it was up to me, all fuzzy headed to roam the streets of Hoboken in the noonday sun. It wasn’t so bad, I was even able to be pleasant to various people I came into contact with. That was a surprise. I think it was a little bit of the holiday spirit, finally.

Bad news on the travel front for Annemarie, Rex and Earl. They were scheduled to fly to Orlando FL, from Arcata CA with tickets they had purchased with frequent flier miles a few months before. United seems to have sold their tickets and rescheduled the travel route, and were going to send them via Denver CO which was impossible and impassable since Denver is currently under 22 inches of snow. Stupid United airlines. Because of this they won’t be in Orlando after all, staying in Arcata for the holidays after making arrangements to not be there. No visit to Rex’s family, Earl’s grandmother and cousins. It’s a drag and United Airline SUCKS BIG TIME.

Good news for New Jersey Gays and Lesbians. Governor Jon Corzine signed into law the civil unions bill, enabling gays and lesbians to have the same rights as opposite sex couples, regarding taxes, wills, medical decisions and the right to not testify in court against one’s partner. It’s not marriage, and it does reek of segregation. Separate water fountains for now, but it is a start. The mayor of Bogota has gone on record that he will not grant civil unions to same sex couples, he’s more than likely preferring to stay in the last row of the Queen Anne theatre, raincoat on his lap.

I did make it into the city, still can’t think of anything to get my brothers for the holidays. I don’t know why it’s so difficult this year to get motivated or come up with any ideas. I wandered around midtown, wisely avoiding the crowds. Even had a Padron which definitely kept people away from me. I walked down Park Avenue South and who do I see walking towards me, but Rufus Wainwright. I smiled and said ‘Hi Rufus’. He smiled and said hello back. I wished him a Happy Christmas and he did the same for me. That was cool. I didn’t pull out the camera because I didn’t want to be intrusive. A Hello and a Happy Christmas was alright with me.