Well it’s now Tuesday. A cipher wanders around the fruit stand. They misplaced their laptop and immediately came to me and Brian who were having a nice chat. The cipher wanted us to contact the housekeeper, who is on vacation and Brian is filling in for.

The cipher was on a different floor and was understandably anxious, though Brian and I had nothing to do with it. The cipher looks like my cousin Madelyn’s son Carl. It’s remotely unnerving.

Once again, the day started with a fine mist of a drizzle to walk through on the way to the Path train. Last night Bill and I watched John Oliver once again, then followed it with bits of Rachel Maddow and Auntie Mame.

The news from Rachel Maddow was a bit uncomfortable, and since I wielded the remote, I settled on Auntie Mame. That reminded me of an unfortunate thing that happened 36 or 37 years ago. I was going out with the ignoble Gus Mackenzie.

Gus was my first boyfriend. I may have been his entry into gay life, and I was an imperfect entry since I did not have much to do with gay life. I preferred to hang out at Maxwell’s with my gay and straight friends, and Gus was a closeted Jamaican fellow.

The memory is a but hazy but involved being at the bar in the Village called Uncle Charlie’s. It may have been Thanksgiving eve or even worse, Christmas Eve. In any event I was with Gus instead of my family and watched Auntie Mame projected on a large screen.

Everyone was laughing and I wasn’t. It’s not much of a classic and Gus was doing his best to get into it. I really should have been with my family though I did not know then that my mother was not going to be around much longer. I’d like to think it was 1989 but it was more than likely 1990.

Gus and I broke up a few months after that and I never had much contact with him after. We met up once. He was vehemently anti weed when we were dating, and a year or so after breaking up he was somewhat into weed.

I did take him to see Morrissey at Madison Square Garden and that was a good show. I went to a party afterwards on the Lower Easy Side and I don’t think Gus joined me. I did make out with someone on the roof but cannot for the life of me, remember who it was. Gus was very much into Morrissey which made sense then.

This morning while showering Moz’ Interesting Drug played in my head leading me to play the Bona Drag collection when I got to the fruit stand. I did contact Ignatious Mackenzie online in a social media situation. It was awkward and I regretted it soon after, I had forgotten what an asshole he was.

I was just looking Ignatius MacKenzie up on social media and could not find him so I guess it’s all for the best. But like a dog with a bone, I could not let it go and found him once again. And once again I regret it.