it like, the weekend, that is. Remember...? Friday, went to Brooklyn early, hung out with barista Jimmy and company at South Fourth, good to stop back there for some coffee...after that traveled over to West for a bagel and cream cheese---place was crowded, not as fun as my first visit with Ellie, then not sure what the future held or where to travel, walked up Lorimer and decided to take the bus south into the Bed-Stuy, Clinton Hill border---walked quite a bit from Grand to Broadway before the bus came---noticed how Throop and Harrison (which becomes Tompkins) are perpendicular to Lorimer, parallel to Broadway, while Bedford which will soon be parallel to those 2, is perpendicular, about 10 blocks over, to Broadway. Optical illusion..? Possibly, anyway, arrived at Franklin and Lexington, wandered around, noticed a few new coffee places and restaurants, and then moved to Bedford and South to Jefferson where the Corner Grind sits, had some of their excellent ice coffee and decided if I was going to Joe" Pub that evening to return home, rest a bit, and then go.
Which is what I did, got a ticket for Ali Grieb at Joe's Pub, 12 dollars but angry because I had to paly a cover around the same. Had my two spirites (would Joe Papp, for whom the pub is named, be appalled at those prices they charge) and watched Ms Grieb, good presentation but kind of generic in vision, hearty-hearty party vision a little overused by now. But she delivered the songs well,
Afterwards had Pizza and watched baseball at Standings--some good conversation there, but usual suspects---still, a good place to go for baseball immersion.
Saturday, hung around until cookout, went there, ate a lot, watched baseball, returned to the city and saw Stray Dog, the movie about the Viet Vet who grapples with his brutal memories and helps other returning vets from later wars. nice strong informative movie, great insight into the pain and guilt of a former soldier who had no choice but to enlist in the army in 68.
Sunday, knew I was going to Brooklyn in evening to see Flako's piece so to my surprise, stayed on UWS for the whole morning and afternoon. To be honest I was tired, but got out to Brooklyn early, outside the theater the police were breaking up a black CUNY and other NY colleges dance. Watched the very apolitical black young people strolling out of the party. Then the play began, very militant. encouraged participation, felt a little threatened but participated in the dialogue, always good to see Flako, will return on Friday (probably) want to participate more, and observe how the new audience creates dialogue with the performers (that was part of the play)
Walked from Waverly to Flatbush and Nevins---Fulton Street near BAM alive with "revelers" or at least "eaters". Got a three train immediately and went home.
Today, not sure what will happen after this, totally free, do I want to contact Monica about a visit, or should I just go with the flow. Brooklyn....? Lansdowne Road....the Dive....(with its shitty bathrooms).
Not sure, will reveal all tomorrow.
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