cityboy's day

yesterday finally tutored Noagh, also helped the young man, Mustafa, the high school visitor from Egypt, who is spending the year as a guest in Noagh's apartment. Mustafa given an assignment, but not much support, so it seems, from his new teachers. He seems really awed by the work. Will they make some attempt to explain things to him? Anyway, felt good after the session. Planned to go to Pete's Candy Store
for a quizoff, but ended up at Thalia playing Trivia there.
Long three hours----I was the oldest person there. In Brooklyn, I probably would have been welcome to join a group. Here, no one asked me, so I played alone. Surprised, I expected that some middle aged
"eggheads" from the upper west side would make the scene---but no, it seems like Trivia is not attractive to the middle aged west sider (or middle aged person from anywherr in NY,  for that matter). A lot of the questions were beyond my reach, simply categories that I did not know, but undaunted, I soldiered on. MC and his assistant, who will be running the Trivia soon, were very cordial to me, really tried to keep me involved. While there, I was a bit angry, but looking back on it, it was enjoyable. Important that I stuck it out.

 Today, beautiful day, no work, still trying to figure out if a "move" should be made. Sent new lease in;
walked to bank, continues reading Mountolive---really getting a lot out of it, it is the perfect time for me to
be getting involved in the four Durrell books.Would love to stop off at South Fourth on my way to Two Moons, this evening, (even though South Fourth is out of the way, by far) and show bartender Matt a couple of quotes from Balthazar and Mountolive. Not sure if I will do it. Looking forward to walking down fourth avenue in the slope, as I approach Two Moons, always looking for the "mystery" of Park Slope, or perhaps just trying to get in touch with the memories of the past. A few times before, created a short story in my mind, about a widower, around 70, coming to terms with this new freedom after his wife (whom he deeply loved) died. What does he feel. walking down Second Street from Fifth Avenue to Fourth Avenue, as he approaches the newly gentrified 4th Avenue? Interesting idea, as usual, cityboy? But will it go any further?