After three days....

have not blogged in three days.....why? Friday and Saturday lots of work and action---Sunday, just decided not to.....strange how on days when the structure line is finally broken (in other words, plenty of free time), things seem to collapse. In all fairness, I was tired, God knows, I was everywhere on Saturday, four different stops, really loved the concert---will return? Perhaps.
Watching Red Sox game in Standings, kind of obnoxious, but anyway........now, back at Friends, for atleast three days......so say (or write) something profound, Bob, can you?
Well, Saturday, at the wedding of Michael and Kimberly, felt a little world weary, good to see old theater friends, (especially Julie Boyd), but also felt a tiredness about the whole proceedings. Understand that it was a special day, but for myself, conversations a bit to what....predictable....as if I have gone over this territory before. Ofcourse I love to talk theater.....but....felt more invigorated by the Philharmonic concert, really admire James Conlon (the conductor) ---I wonder if he remembers those days back in 66-67 (forever?) when we both stood at the Standing Room line at the New (and old) Met. He was part of a group that was a clique, so avoided him mostly at that time, still there was that one time at the line of (ironically) Philharmonic Hall, when he came up to me, and recognizing me from the Met line, asked me very decently if I was looking for the ticket line for a concert version of Fidelio. I remembe being surprised at how nice he seemed to be. Anyway, a nice memory....continued.....