COFFEE

It started snowing this morning. My parents were saying that an ambulance paid a visit to one of the old couples in the neighborhood during the night. I should hope all goes well for them. Nothing much of any significance has been happening to me lately but that will all change on Friday morning. I shall have to be in Luzerne, at my Knights of Columbus council, bright & early to be on the bus to Washington, D.C. I shall start getting things ready, a little at a time, over the course of today & tomorrow. The bus ride may get me a little crazy since I've never been able to sleep on a moving vehicle. I shall have to take something with me to read. Ever since I got a bag of coffee over at Dunkin' Donuts last week, I have really been noticing how theirs is so much better than the other brands. I'd never even think of getting any from Starbucks. Theirs rivals Sanka for the worst of all possible fates worse than death.

NICE DAY

Today, so far, is turning out to be a truly nice day. I didn't get a headache last night so I woke up in about as good a mood as I'm usually in anyway. It's time now for the last Friday dance of the month. June starts on Sunday. Lately I've had this extremely seriously annoying cough. It gets me more than a little aggravated. I assume that it's just a hay fever thing. Of course I made sure I watched "I Love Lucy" & "Who Wants to Be A Millionaire" yesterday. Everybody else always rambles on about those trendy shows. I can't be bothered with any of them though. I'm about the single least hep guy on the planet & I quite enjoy it that way. Cathleen's back from her Mexican vacation. She says it was quite enjoyable. Of course the closest I've ever come to visiting a foreign country was Canada. I've been there a few times. I ate pizza yesterday for supper. Sizzle Pie is everybody's favorite pizzeria around here. I drank coffee very much later than I ever should have. 7:00 p.m. coffee isn't quite the mark of such an exceptionally good idea. Of course I never have been able to control my addiction to the demon brew. Yesterday was my eighth grade history teacher's birthday. Happy birthday, Burt Koza. John F. Kennedy, thirty fifth president, would have been ninety one years old yesterday if he could have lived until now.