I wanna be in this hoi polloi, so I'll be back for good someday, to make my life and make my way, but for today we'll wander and enjoy

I've written about dissatisfaction with my current work and living situation (a). OK, I've whined about it mostly. Are you going to quibble with me over semantics when I'm exposing myself to you? I've also mentioned my serious travel jonz (b). Well, what better way to deal with (a) than to escape it by wantonly satisfying (b)? Avoidance is my second favorite psychological defense mechanism after all, next to denial. Recently, events are conspiring to force my hand anyway. Who am I to resist the Furies? BTW, the Furies were conceived from the blood of Uranus. A little fun fact for ya.

First up may be a quick trip to NY next month. My beloved baby sister called to tell me her friend will be starring in a long-running Broadway play! She asked me if I would like to meet her in NY to see a musical. Have you heard a stupider question, guys? No, you haven't.

NY is awesome, I know, but if the chips fall right, it's the appetizer. Second up is the full frontal entree. I've written about my pseudo-family before. Remember the kindly band of wandering Jews? Well, the parents have decided to spend the winter in Australia and New Zealand. Just a lil' jaunt to the South(ern Hemisphere), God bless 'em. Well I hear tell they'd LOVE IT if I'd pop in on them for a spell. Again, what's a boy to do but comply?

Facts are that I'm a gainfully employed faggot of a certain age living in a low-rent district (read: rural county, no dependents), so I do have some disposable income. Just one of the untold bonuses of being a sodomite. However, I'm also considering a life-altering change that will severely alter the Engle economy, so if any of you have any tips for preserving my stash on these sojourns, speak up, brothas. There could be touristy chotchkes and/or brief sexual favors in it for ya. My pick.