A long day......

in baltimore, only 7:30, but things are coming to an end now, very tired, first Hopkins, then the game, with the rain, the waiting for the buses, the walks, finally going back to belle terre and taking a shower and returning to One World Cafe to get something sweet. So here I sit in the library, finishing up for the day....to early to return to the house, but am tired, not much choice, ready to return to NYC tomorrow to resume my life...time to go.....all things to happen quickly on my return.......

And so we returned.....

Saturday 7/24, library Johns Hopkins....is it possible that I am here? Five hours to meeting with Robin and her brother---should be fun, but what now.....a lonely distended feeling, as if some adolescent had sprung up inside me---Baltimore with its spacious yet empty streets, that totally bucolic feeling you get when you come from New York...have a nice room and a nice host (really inexpensive for two days) but would I have felt more comfortable in a hotel. And this library...opened the September that I left----I never set foot in here as a student....I guess this means for me it is still a "new" library. Nothing more for now....perhaps tomorrow, or Monday, when I return to the city.

so here we....

are...Tuesday, Williamsburg around 8 P.M. Just read a Joseph Epstein story; sharp but awfully brief, wonder if the next couple will be deeper. Just going to drift down to South Fourth, see what happens...all star game....movie...who knows, then......good weekend, got a lot out of the three movies at Anthology, all rather tough, would have liked more linkage to the past, but....not to be. Tomorrow, Fringe meeting with box office people, early this year, learn how to use credit card machine, a first for me, then......Baltimore in two weeks.....? Will it happen? Will check out a place to stay tomorrow, otherwise, in a mellow place.......

three day weekend.....

lots of things to explore, I hope, everything seems to be built around tonight, a movie at BAM, a documentary about Samuel Delaney, science fiction writer and former class mate of city boy. I t seems like yesterday when Doctor Gordon (Isabel) brought him in to read us sophmores, this genius' science fiction excerpt from the Science Literary magazine. I remember, we were told to be impressed by him--the reading was a garble of sounds, energy, but not much content---still, I loved and would recommend to anyone his autobiography about his life with Marilyn Hacker in the early sixties---really wonderful, descriptive writing. Should be interesting to go there today, not sure what the agenda will be before hand, should say hi to Sarah, if she is working this Saturday at Soda, but if I go there right after this---will I be moored in Brooklyn for the rest of the day, and can I deal with this, and speaking of that, how are you going to get through the next couple of days of heat wave in your non-airconditioned, non-fanned apartment. city boy, tell me that...? And what about the cookout at South Fourth, tomorrow afternoon, better be careful that you don't stuff yourself, or by 3:30 P.M., you will be stuffed for the day. Will report soon........