It’s funny how a plaid shirt can enhance some guys’ appearance so well. And I am not sure why, but the young man to the left here looks great in his, doesn’t he?
The last remaining gay resort in our area is closing its doors today, victim of the rental apartment construction boom.
I’m not much of a bar person, and have not been for many years. But last night I decided to visit the resort for a couple of drinks, just to say goodbye. I wound up spending time with a gay couple who work out at the YMCA when I do, and we spent a pleasant 90 minutes or so, just chatting. Then I drove home.
I slept in late this morning, and by the time I read the Sunday newspaper from cover to cover, the time was well past noon. Okay, maybe I’m a bit of a slug, but that’s okay. Ever since I returned from my 3-week trip out west, I’ve been frantically working to complete a list of tasks involving my property and my writing career. And after yesterday, the list is done. (Whew.)
Of course, new fires arise on a regular basis; they have to be stamped out. But that’s just life, right? Anyway, I’ll be taking it easy today. I’ll take a 3-mile walk on the beach in just a little while, and I plan to take a two-mile run around four PM. I have some reading I want to do, and that’s it.
A friend is coming over for dinner tonight. I’ll make something tasty for us to enjoy, and then I’ll likely call it an early night. Have a great Sunday, friends. And keep on smiling, it’s important. 🙂