this morning

felt played out...as of I had absorbed as much as I could. But why....? had basically good days yesterday and Saturday.
Saturday---Pirates of Finance turned out to be better than I expected. The writer used a lot of Sullivan's music from the more obscure operettas---Ruddygore, Princess Ida, The Sorcerer, and used them very inventively. Was suspicious when I read in his biography that he manages a real estate something, or real estate for some large firm. After Act I I spoke to him and complimented him---looks rather waspy, professorial, very different from my image of myself. Thought about asking him about where he discovered
his passion for G and S. Wondered if he learned it as a child, as I did. Seems so different from me, wanted to explore the differences. Yet afterwards, bumped into him again, told him I liked it, but decided not to
build a conversation.
Sunday, went to see the East, wanted to do something different than just hang out with Olivia and friends
at South fourth. Found the East to be fascinating, beautiful photography, the story held me, The question it asks: Where does idealism merge with changing the system via violence? Beautifully told story.
Afterwards, wandered around the Lower East side, then to Standings to watch baseball, finally to South Fourth to interact with "the gang". Talked with John, kind of a bloviator, but I think he has a good heart underneath, then stayed and watched baseball, left feeling incredibly tired.
Slept until 4. Then up with a kind of urgency---could not sleep, then very tired around 7:30.
Things seem to be improved now
Tonight, oh many possibilities, waiting to hear from Hannah about trivia, if she says yes I will join she and the others at Reservoir. otherwise, maybe a reading at Bushwick Starr, or Merchant of Venice at Gallery, can get if for free, wish the NYMf was more financially accessible, but city boy, you know we have to be carefull about  those things.