I'm heading out of town tomorrow. I'll be back East, in Philadelphia, on business, Wednesday through Friday. I booked an extra day (Saturday) and worked in some blocks of free time between meetings to spend time with my brothers and their families, but so far, only a cousin and a friend from here (who just moved there) have asked to spend time with me. My deal was that I would make it the first few thousand miles if they would close the gap and come the last 40.

If they blow me off, I guess I'll go to the art museum on Saturday. Not sure what I'll do Saturday night. Ah, dysfunctional families. I never feel so unloved and unwanted as I do in the presence of my disdainful family.