Thunderstorms

The rule is never plan to wait at any airport for anyone who is flying in on another plane from Atlanta, if that plane takes off in the afternoon in spring or summer. Plot and Duck got in at 6:30, jj-aka-pp's plane was due in at 7:20, then got delayed three hours by thundershowers. So BZ and Ben-Z picked up Plot and Duck at Boston's Logan Airport, took them to the North End for a great Italian dinner, and by the time the extra order of lasagna arrived for JJ, her plane had finally arrived. But it was a long travel day.

Boston under a full moon is very beautiful, though difficult under any circumstances to find your way in, especially when people are on the street cheering because the Celtics have won their playoff game.

Have you heard of Cell Phone Parking Lots? They have one at Logan -- a lot for you to wait in until your party calls you to tell you they're waiting at the curb. No more going really slow around the curve until airport security shoos you away.

It's Saturday morning and we're all back in pretty Providence. Plot and Duck and jj-aka-PP are staying in a grad student's apartment that is a lot nicer than the Motel 6 in Seekonk, Mass, plus cheaper too, and is across the street from BZ's house. PD, 5H and BB arrive later today. Graduation is tomorrow.