Thursday, August 17, 2006
I was quietly picking out fruit in the produce section when I heard a scratchy female voice. I looked over, then down, to see a woman who had to be in her late seventies, heavily over-made up, with bleach blond hair and thick black-framed glasses. Our exchange:
She: Boy, you guys must hate it when your wives work or go outta town and you gotta do all the shoppin' and cookin'!
I: I don't have a wife, I have a husband and I shop and cook all the time.
She: What? You gotta what?
I: A husband. I don't have a wife, I have a husband.
She: Oh, oh, you're gay. Jeez, that's so funny!
Yeah, lady it's a real barrel of laughs. Well, maybe she was laughing at herself for assuming I was straight. But, man, was she scary with all the rouge, mascara--and those black glasses like 1950s "secretary" glasses!
About seven o'clock tonight I began to hear sirens and they kept coming and coming somewhere near here. When the house began to fill with smoke I started closing windows but it kept seeping in no matter what I did. Eventually I went outside to see a huge column of black smoke rising from the Hyde Park Avenue area at the foot of my street and about a quarter of a mile away. A church on the Avenue was fully engulfed and the density of the neighborhood there had brought out a large number of fire and rescue vehicles. There'll probably be a lot of coverage on the 11pm news.
Right now the smoke is lightening to a dirty gray and beginning to subside--they've probably knocked it down a bit but the sirens are still roaring through the neighborhood.
I went up to campus today for the monthly gay lunch. There were seven of us this time, a drop in the bucket compared to the number of gays and lesbians at MIT, but there's never been a truly organized effort to create a campus-wide GLBT social or service organization. At least the current coordinator of these lunches has finally managed to get some of the Institute's lesbians to attend.
One of our lunch companions has a Thai boyfriend who's just opened a Thai restaurant in Roslindale Square. Since Fritz is going to be down here for several days next week, we might give it a try. Roslindale is filling up with trendy/chic restaurants and there's now competition for customers. The delightful Gusto Wine Bar and Restaurant (gay owned and operated) has closed after not too long in operation.
A flight of Canada geese went soaring over the house a little while ago--we've had a little bit of everything in Roslindale today. I'm now being serenaded by a very horny female cat who’s settled into an neighbor’s front yard and is hoping to attract a male for a little action.
I'm off to Cooperstown, NY tomorrow for a long weekend at the Glimmerglass Opera Festival. It's an annual trip and this year I'm doing it alone. My good opera-going buddy J has moved to Florida for a lifetime of love and sex with "the" guy and is getting his opera in Miami, Fort Lauderdale and Sarasota. Have a great weekend—I'll be back some time Monday.