Becoming a cliche'

While standing on line at Duane Read this afternoon, I just happened to look down at the items I picked up to purchase. In my arms was a bag of dark chocolate Hershey's Kisses, a bag of Mint Chocolate M&M's, a $.99 cent bag of Frito's and a package of maxi pads. At that moment I was horrified to find that I had become a cliche'!

I put back the M&M's and the Frito's. I kept the Hershey Kisses and of course, the maxi pads...which was the item I went there to shop for in the first place. I shared the Kisses with my staff though..... so as not to consume them all myself.

Perhaps this is sharing a little too much information, but hell, who really cares anyway. I thought it was rather funny at the time.

Speaking of old adages

I’m reading Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. This is one of my favorite lines so far…….

“Because God never slams a door in your face without opening a box of Girl Scout cookies (or however the old adage goes)....”

Make mine Thin Mints, please...or no, maybe Samoas......or, how about one of each!

I’ve always hated the line, “When one door closes another opens.” The Girl Scout cookies seem like a much better option to me.

Train Travel

I was surrounded on my train ride home tonight by a large number of very attractive, very nice smelling men...............all of whom were gay! The Sunday evening trains are filled with gay men who frequent Fire Island on the weekend and do the same thing I do on Sunday night...return home. It was a train full of eye candy. When I got to JH, I discovered that I had missed the Queens Gay Pride Parade and a street fair that went along with it.....this was a day to be gay. (Well, maybe not really.)