Farewells and Self-Congratulatories

By golly, have we really gotten to that point again? Every time I do this thing, I rue my normally favorite day of the week. It's Friday, and that means my time is up. I'm running out of ways to say good bye! This is mostly due to the fact that I only speak one language fluently.

So Happy 4th of July weekend, everyone! I hope you all have amazing plans. As for myself, I will be hosting a picnic in Central Park around noon tomorrow. We'll be in Sheep Meadow, so if you're around, look for a whole gaggle of gays basking in the sunshine and drinking wine. We love to have new guests at our Pink Tea Parties!

Then fireworks over the Hudson! I make my move over to the Upper West and the fireworks come with me. I always envied people born on the Fourth of July, because they can pretend the festivities are for them. However, this year, I can do the same.

In fact, everyone should take time to value themselves. Of course, you don't have to pretend that every celebration you see is for you (but I'm not really pretending--I know it's all for me), but just remind yourself that you are unique and special. No one is like you.

That being said, I hope everyone enjoys the fireworks tribute they are putting on for me tomorrow night. It's supposed to be bigger and better! When the dust and ashes settle, we'll see what sort of phoenix Justin will pull out of the remains for next week.

Until my 5th time, au revoir!