yesterday after the two lessons, went down to FRinge Central, got my badge, said hello to all---and found out that there might be a need for me today to help out. Have not heard as yet, so if Fringe does need me, I hope it is in the afternoon, so I can go to Arlene's fiftieth party at Tavern on the Green.
Should be fun, don't think that I have ever actually been in the place, though I have been hearing about it all my life.
Yesterday, decided to see Fringe play th Burning, a civil rights piece created by a troop from Birmingham. Deeply felt, very well acted by a terrific integrated cast that seems to come from Birmingham (how much talent is out there at this point?) Writing is very straightforward, the two little girls approaching teen age hood at the center of the play are very convincing characters, as the play progresses so does the audience's fear of what my befall them in this boiling situation. But after an hour the play filled itself with redundant scenes with characters who were hardly fleshed out before, and the two girls disappeared from the stage. Very bad. Ending very moving, but hate the indulgence of the creators and their inability to realize that a lot of their scenes towards the end simply repeat the original statement of the play. Left, had a pizza slice nearbye, and went to Standings to watch end of both city teams' baseball game---enjoyed that, had a nice chat with Andrew, a really nice guy and knowledgeable baseball enthusiast. Headed home around 11, can't not remark what a circus the lower east side, with all its restaurants and bars has become---garish, loud, I guess superficial---same with most of east village, packed last night.
Not much else to say, will probably check in with Fringe after library and hang around for rest of the afternoon...after that...we will see...
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