Then early tomorrow morning I am out of the house,
*While arguing with my brother about which of us is the nicer guy --both of us want the other one to be that-- he asks about my departure plans. On discovering that I was planning the subway, train, airtrain route, he insisted I use his company's car service, gratis. So I go to JFK tomorrow in a limo. I guess that solves the argument.
It's been an ok trip. My mom is greatly improved from the spring, both physically and mentally. It's nice to recognize her again.
And I did NOT got down to the site of the proposed abomination of the Ground Zero UnMosque and either spit, pee or throw pork chops. I am a civilized man, after all.