Saturday afternoon at...

Lincoln Center Library, sitting at the computer. Had to practically fight my way in---children and their parents everywhere, all over the center, almost no thought about how adults just wanting to use the library can navigate the space, This year Halloween seems to be completely hyped up in the city---really appalling--as if the city could simply forget its problems for a day because it is Halloween. A long way from the sixties and seventies, when the day was seen as kind of meaningless fun for a small portion of the community.
A little calmer now, but really frustrated by all the child traffic at the center, on the subway, etc. lining the upper west side.
So Wednesday was a restless day, and once tutoring was over, returned to the apartment tired and feeling some stomach cramps. Went to sleep very early, only to find a message around 10 from the music teacher at Friends, asking me to take her classes the next day. Had to think about it for a moment, then accepted. Figured that even if my body was cramped and tired, I could make it through, even if it meant three classes of second and first grade students. Immediately fell asleep---woke up around 3 in the morning, all of a sudden no pain, no fatigue, felt as if I was shot out of the cannon, could have gone to Friends then. Amazed at the contradictions between the two mornings, Wednesday, no work, fatigued, Thursday, work ahead, body strong and head excited at the challenge ahead. Turned out I actually worked in the library as well that day---so that and the next day at Friends turned into a long and productive haul.
Today, body really does need rest, when time in library is over, will probably return to apartment and take it easy for a while---will see A View From the Bridge tonight--really looking forward to it--not sure where I will go after that, probably somewhere to watch the rest of the world series game.
Tomorrow, I think I will see A Face in the Crowd at BAM. Fascinating movie, love Andy Griffith in this kind of role (using his naive charm to be controlling) saw it first right before my 10th grade year at Science (oh, how I wanted a girl friend that year!) and then during a summer when I was in college it was broadcasted on TV. Now I feel really drawn to it, there are three showings at BAM tomorrow, probably will go to first or middle on. Anyway that is the plan now, open, of course to change.
     Just ordered tickets to Perfect Arrangement, the play playing at the Duke, closing next week, I wanted to go on Tuesday, but had to pick Thursday because TDF did not have Tuesday on its list. Want to see Jennifer, an actress who I have known for about 20 (maybe longer years) never see her "in the world" but always have a nice discussion with her when I see her work. So I am checking this out.
That is all for now--hope I can negotiate the Center a little more easily when I leave then when I came in.

here we are....

Wednesday morning, just received instructions from Josh whom I will be subbing for on Friday, have to read The Custom House. part of The Scarlet Letter by Hawthorne, good, for that is the only reason that I would read it. Want to be prepared to run a good class.
Yesterday, library quite the opposite of Monday, very hectic, spent a lot of time "shushing" students, a much more frenetic day there. Left feeling very tired, proceeded to BAN meeting, only to find out it had been canceled, not a problem for I was very tired, needed to get home. Some part of me considered that if I knew the meeting was off, I could have gotten a ticket for Tanheuser at the Met, which began at 7---however, in view of the fact that I was exhausted, probably would not have been a good idea, really sorry that I will miss it this year. A few minutes out of the BAN space, realized that I was not carrying my library book Saint Mazzie that I had brought to Friends. Panicked, did I leave it at BAN? Did not think so, probably left the library without it---still, very disconcerting, I never lose anything---on the 1 train back to home, felt very annoyed and angry.
Thought of going to a bar to watch game one of World Series, but was too tired, just returned to the apartment, and actually fell asleep for most of the game. A quick smoothie run at around 12:30 was the only voyage I took last night.
Then a depressing dream, do not remember much of it except that traveling home, I had to go through Charles and 34th in Baltimore, the street that faces the Hopkins Campus. Returned to apartment (this is still the dream) realized that I had forgot my keys, panicked, the  awoke feeling weird.
What does it mean...? Well, the Hopkins part probably is a statement of how much those four years there impacted me, and how the memories and acts of those years still "haunt" me. Have to deal with the fact that some of those I interacted with profoundly at that time are now dead, or probably have forgotten much of the content of our encounters--unlike myself, who remembers much in detail. Henry Roth, the novelist, was able to reconstruct his whole childhood and teen-age years while in his eighties. Amazing!
Today, a few lessons, then a possible trip to BAN to help make some flyers for an action tomorrow, which I do not want to participate in.  Still, need to make a contribution.
Otherwise, not sure how much time I can give to my "art" projects, that is seeing the plays that my friends are doing, during this very hectic time. Glad I have tickets to A View From the Bridge on Saturday evening--other plays like Barbecue at the Public and Perfect Arrangement that an actress friend of  mine is in might have to be skipped. And what about my planned return visit to Cindy and Jeff's project at the Bushwick Starr---can I do it?
Stay tuned, as the next two weeks play themselves out.

some problems....

at Friends, will not go into it now, better to discuss it with someone I feel is appropriate there---great day there yesterday, however, on the go from 8 to 6---much too tired to go to Bushwick for my friend John's reading yesterday evening, which is what I expected. Had 4.5 periods, two movies for French, and the chem classes with the 10th grade and 11th-12th grade. Good to see everyone, then 3 hours in the library, had some good conversations with some of the students, one particularly rewarding one with Annie L, had not seen her since last summer--really good to touch base with her finally and share some info. She, like so many of the other seniors, is dealing with this crucial time while she figures out what to do about college entrance. Remember that time in my own life, lots of pressure from parents and peer envy. Wish I could be more supportive and dialogue with the students, but  they seem to know what is happening, and accept my (somewhat superficial) support. Going back to run the library again this afternoon, really looking forward to it---then will be back for a full day again on Friday, including a more abbreviated library session.
Weekend: on the way to meet Robin at her hotel restaurant, quite by accident ran into Pete, former bartender at All State, amazingly enough he told me there was a reunion at Malachi's of much of the former All State crew. Had a nice dinner with Robin, then off to the bar---really glad Pete told me about the reunion, had a really good time there, touching base with many whom I knew well during my 15 or so years there as a "regular". Nice conversations with Kerry and former bartender Gabrielle, as well as my Facebook friend Tess. Felt really upbeat returning to the apartment.
Sunday: a tale of many neighborhoods, went to Cobra to watch football game, stayed for first half, interest was not held as much as I expected---then to where...? All Brooklyn before me! Decided to take the bus on Dekalb and Wycoff, it goes through the seven streets of Bushwick, then through bed-stuy, Clinton Hill and Fort Greene, with all the gentrification going on it is still a fascinating trip though the streets of Brooklyn. Got off around DeKalb and Cumberland, surrounded by the beautiful (and now very expensive) brownstones of Fort Greene, a little off put by all of it, had a pizza slice on Fulton, then walked into Park Slope, stopped at Coffee, a great place for a pick up on Bergen near 5th. After that walked a bit more, but decided it was time to return to the Manhattan.
Saw the movie "Nasty Baby" at IFC, a movie about gentrification (at least that is one of the issues the movie brings up). Not a great movie, but very skillful, some beautiful camera shots that define the house that the two men live on (ironically enough on Adelphi Street in Fort Greene, where I just had been). Ending very violent, not sure I buy into it, but glad that I saw the movie.
Returned home early after that, decided just to rest, so that my energy would be high for the day coming (Monday, it was)
Today, after library, looks like another BAN meeting, will see how I fit in to the current plans for the next day of demonstration....

all dressed up....

with nowhere to go...seems to be the situation at this moment; still somewhat tired from my work this week---yesterday, one session, over at around 7, not much energy to give after that, slept for a while, then up---very unpleasant two guys at store where I buy my food, around 11:00, problem did not escalate, fortunately, still a bit shaken by it.
Afternoon is free, meeting my friend Robin for a meal at her hotel this evening around 7. She will have seen two plays, will give me a report---wonder how she will like Fun Home, one of them.
Until then, not physically prepared to sit through a play, would like to lose myself in a movie, maybe Nasty Baby at IFC, though probably should check out the more relevant Taxi, which is there and also at Lincoln Plaza. Two movies at my favorite movie theater, the Bunin-Walter Reade in Lincoln Center not showing anything that I am dying to see.Stomach still recovering from a full blown ache yesterday, that might add to my wanting to be at a movie, where I can leave or use the bathroom when I have to, rather than a play, where I am physically locked in until intermission or end. It is also a beautiful fall day, if I wern't a little fatigued, might consider exploring a section in Brooklyn (might still do that anyway) but probably will remain in Manhattan.
Tomorrow is open, should rest because Monday, I both sub at Friends and supervise the library at Friends from 3 to 6, After that there is the reading that I am invited to in Bushwick (think I mentioned that yesterday) but will only go if I have the energy for it. For tomorrow, plan is to find a low key bar or coffee place to watch the Jet-Patriot game, and then maybe see my friend Ellie's project near Pier 12 on the far west side.
That is all for now....will reveal how the weekend turned out at some point soon...

In two days....

my life changed...on Tuesday received phone calls offering me two jobs at Friends for the next two days. Both were subbing for tenth graders; I saw that group three times this week, really getting to know them, an excellent adventure. Many of them I know from my marathon two weeks replacing Lianna as an English teacher in 2012, back when they were sixth graders.So, when i left Friends yesterday, it was with great relief, yes, the three days out of four there left me tired, but my budget is much closer to being balanced then it was before the week began.
New pay period began today, next week have booked three library days, and for now, two sub assignments. For the week after, which ends the pay period, I have already booked one. So things are looking up, that plus the tutoring should make me pretty comfortable in the weeks to come.
Not a lot much more to discuss, on Monday, John, a playwright friend of mine, from the Bushwick Starr is having a reading of a new play of his, would love to go, but with the work during the day, and the library committment until 6, wonder if I will have the strength to travel to Bushwick after all that.
On Monday night, tired from the subbing and three hour library assignment, I nevertheless pushed myself to Joe's Pub for the Half Straddle benefit. Had good time, the presentations were dynamic, but also (as is often the case at benefits) a little bit self congradulatory----the combination of the day work and the night "partying" (if that is what you wish to call it) left me pretty fatigued the next day. That is what is on my mind when I think about Monday, really hope I can do it, for John is a really nice guy, and I would like to be supportive of his work. Plus always enjoy being part of the Bushwick Starr 'community".  But rest is important to, let's see how the weekend plays out.
Rest of day fairly open, may have two sessions, not sure about plans for tonight---should do something and also check in on the Roya- BlueJay game 6. Hope the Royals win it, think that that would be a much more interesting match up against the Mets.
Still would love to see Rocco and His Brothers, this time around at Film Forum, but wonder if that is possible. This afternoon will probably head to Lincoln Center library to do some browsing, maybe read a bit of Tanner on Shakespeare before heading to Harlem.
Will report back later...

Summation:

Saturday, Clare canceled meeting, giving me a little more time to relax before heading out to Bushwick for Cynthia's performance, still got there early (of course) and had to wander around in the cold before getting to the Starr. Cindy's piece was interesting, not as fully realized as her Saint Ann's pieces were, also almost a play with the way her husband Jeff is included. Some moments about taking care of one's partner that I found very moving, made me want to "take care" of somone; think I will try to see it again, particularly if it is extended for a week, still will I have the time..? So many things happening, one simply replaces the other.
Afterwards, went to Heavy Woods, got a sprite and watched baseball on their enormous but very effective screen. Like the place, waited for some others who had seen the play to show, but they didn't. Nevertheless, the vibe was fun, might want to watch other stuff there at some point.
Sunday, a day of travel, visited Liz Y at her studio at the Navy Yard, stayed a while, still marvel at her ability to put colors and jagged edges together, left and began my long trek down Flushing Avenue, finally stopped at Flushing and (I think) Washington, a new coffee place there, looked inviting but since I was going to Bushwick to have coffee anyway, could not stop in. Bus took forever to come, then an interesting ride up Flushing Avenue (the very northern edge of Bed-Stuy, very hasidic) and off at Wycoff to watch football and have coffee at Cobra.
Remained there for about an hour, read a few Times pieces then decided to move on, probably to South fourth. Got the DeKalb bus, took it to Broadway, would have liked to walk a bit more, but it was cold, and I was underdressed, so got on J to Marcy Ave stop. Remained at South fourth for about three hours, the usual good cheer, watched the Mets on their way to their second win, had a nice conversation with Lisa, who lives in Sheepshead Bay and has four dogs. (She had one of them with her, a very friendly one.) Had to leave around 9, although Lisa would have enjoyed continuing the conversation---could have remained there with her and a few others, but left...why...? That was it for Sunday.
Monday, got a surprise phone call from Kate, asking me to replace Chris for the day at Friends. First actual teaching sub in a while, will have two next  week, so did that, enjoyed it, worked with two 10th grade groups on  groups on Beyawolf; then to the library for my scheduled three hour turn.
There, had some discipline problems, thing I handled them well, maybe some follow up. returned home absolutely exhausted, but decided to go to Half Straddle benefit at Joe's Pub---did so, not much contact, will discuss more at another time (maybe).
Time to return to the real world, Some lessons today and a BAN meeting, will see how it all turns out.

exhausted....

after yesterday's"  marathon". Worked in library until 4:30, then up to Robert B's for a lesson, then home, totally exhausted, asleep by 8, woke up about 12, feeling dehydrated, had to go out to get some grapefruit juice, then read a little, then back to sleep, woke up around six, body very tired. I guess it comes from a lot of the shelving that I did in the library the first hour of work. Also could not find one laptop to return to cabinet, wonder if it was already taken out by tech staff, or if I completely missed it. I must have scoured every inch of the library trying to find it before I left but to no avail.
Frustrating.
Today, had a session that ended a little after 11, now at Lincoln Center, tempted to see something this afternoon to kill time and relax, and take my mind off things, but decided not to.Very booked up for the next few days, now that i am working in the library on Monday. But I have to do it.
Today, will try to take it easy until about 5, then will leave for Buswick, conversation with Claire,  and the Cynthia's play. Will probably hang out afterwards as well (usually do) also hopefully watch some of the Met game.Tomorrow will visit Liz Y at her art studio near the Navy Yard, and then the other interview in Bushwick. Monday and Tuesday, I won't even write, already set.
Need a cup of coffee, but have already drank two today---maybe my body just needs to rest.
Will keep you posted....

a little disconcerted...

after viewing a picture that might possibly be from last week's Bushwick Starr gala, that has me in the corner, looking very uninteresting. Of course, that could be someone else, or another gala that I did not attend. Oh well, let's get on to better things.
Yesterday, a great day, three sessions (hard work) nice to know that my students and their parents truly believe in me---then off to BAN meeting, a good solid meeting, made what I think were some meaningful contributions, arranged to be interviewed Saturday before Cindy's play, by Claire (we will discuss advertising in new buildings in gentrified neighborhoods) and then on Sunday by Russell. Left the meeting feeling very hopeful about things, you see, and there is the contradiction, if I was subbing at Friends yesterday, definitely would have been too tired to attend the BAN meeting, which led to appointments which will make my weekend more interesting.. Anyway, will work in the library today from 2 to 4:30, which should be fun.
Next four days seem very busy---decided not to plan to see Hamlet in Bed on Sunday, even though a free ticket is available, simply because might need some time to rest. Before Bushwick dialogue, will probably attend Liz' open house in the Navy Yard rooms that she does her work in.
Not sure about this evening, fatigue factor might play a role in decision, might want to see a movie, on the other hand, Royal-Blue Jay matchup is an intriguing one---plenty of bars will be showing it.
That is all for now, will report tomorrow how the whole day evolved...

so went to...

Friends to pick up check this morning. Greeted warmly by Eva, and had a nice chat with Lea J who like myself, attended the conversation headed by Jason about Te-Nehisi Coates' book, Between the World and Me. Good vibes all over at Friends, and yet not a lot of work. Library tomorrow afternoon, then nothing next week (unless e-mail should tell me otherwise) then a solid amount of work after that. But still, slower than usual. Nevertheless, felt a good vibe this morning, prefer not to dwell on the negative, maybe things will just work themselves out. We will see.
Yesterday, attended the Coates discussion, have to give myself some credit: after Jason's introduction, anyone could have spoken but there was a dead silence. I did not want to begin the discussion, but with nobody speaking, feeling a void, a jumped in with a discussion re  a quote from the book. That started things off. Mine was just one take that was discussed, I think I have a tendency to try to find a space for myself in his vision, which sometimes is hard. Anyway, glad I attended, afterwards had a slice of Pizza, then off to Standings to watch the Texas-Toronto game, was there during that bizarre seventh inning, could not have been crazier. Thought I would stay for Royal Astro game but too tired, returned home and fell asleep quickly---awoke full of energy around midnight, absolutely no where to go or anything to do, Stayed up for probably two hours, taking things apart--putting them together again.. Finally fell  asleep early morning, can't wait for switch to eastern standard time, don't like the darkness that still lasts til 7.
BAN meeting tonight, should be interesting, also just made my reservation for the half straddle bash at Joe's pub on Monday--don't particularly like Joe's pub for a party, hate the 12 dollar cover, but will be great to see those people whom I interacted with at Dixon Place last Monday evening. With that and visit to Bushwick Starr on Saturday, should be a lot of downtown theater action.
More reports tomorrow...

here I am....

in the library again--no work today, will be at Friends for the next three days, but only one is a scheduled work day. Today will participate in discussion moderated by Jason Craig, diversity director, on the Te-Nehisi Coates book, Between the World and Me. Should be interesting, will be interested in how other faculty members experience the book. Also, am bringing in a quote from
Coates' earlier autobiography, The Beautiful Struggle, will contribute that if it is warranted. Have no idea how the discussion will take shape  Anyway, will be there around 3.
Yesterday: a good session with one of my students--then returned home, my neighbor Arlene, invited me to watch the debate with her Democratic club at a bar nearbye; I had planned to listen to it on the radio, at home, but took her up on the offer. Arrived there to find a very crowded back room, full of people I did not know. Listened to the first question to all, after the intros---I was really put off by the moderator, thought his attitude was smarmy, and seemed to have a conservative bent (especially when he accused Saunders of not believing in capitalism---rediculous!) so after those questions were answered, left the claustrophobic room and, since I was starving, grabbed a slice of pizza at a nearbye pizza place. Bar nearby was showing important Mets game, so went there, had a beer, watched the game, actually the fate of Clayton Kershaw seemed more interesting to me than that of the five candidates. Anyway, Saunders made his point, he separated himself from the other four, now people can either vote for him or not. I am not a "strategic voter" , one who is worried that if Hilary does not run, a Republican will be elected. At this point I am supporting Saunders.
Not much else to say, after the discussion will probably try to find a place to see the Royal-Astro game, also want to hang out with my friend Erin, who is bartending at the non-sports bar next to Standings.
Will report all tomorrow..

rest of weekend...

which was long, three meals at La Flaca (not bad) and other events.
Saturday: came home after my two sessions and had to rest, not a lot of energy. Finally awoke and felt strong enough to go to la Flaca, where I knew I could watch the Mets-Dodger game. Hoped that Bobby would be there to share it with him, but he wasn't---still watched the first five innings of the game, it was pretty late by then, decided just to return home. heard the Utley cheap shot on the radio. Anyway, the Mets lost.
Sunday , interesting day, won $50.00 in a scratch off game, made things a little easier, hung out with Zach at DBT in Greenpoint---talked theater, caught up on what Shayla was doing, and watched a little football. After that, thought I could watch the Royal-Astro game at Standings, but place was packed, as was every other sports bar on second---it's really like a disease, the football infatuation that takes place every Sunday. Now, don't get me wrong, I enjoy watching football a decent amount, but these groups that congregate in these bars----repugnant! Party at La Flaca celebrating its fifth anniversary began at 6, but it was four, decided to return home and rest before the party. Around 7, lft for La Flaca---spent about two hours there, happy for Bobby, he has really almost singhandedly made something of the place---deserves a lot of credit---enjoyed a lot of conversations, interesting one with the sister of Bobby's girl friend, a young lawyer who lives with her husband in Brooklyn. Basically enjoyed my time there, left around 10, had to prepare for Monday's activities.
Monday, arranged with Craig, who teaches in the Friends middle school and his girl friend Katie, to visit De Witt Clinton and environs in the Bronx. Met them outside their apartment in Washington Heights, love visiting there, love walking around and looking at the architecture. Those art deco buildings really resonate with me. Took 1 train and bus to Clinton, then walked around block to Bronx Science. These two schools exist in an isolated land island, apart from the neighborhoods around them. Holiday made the area extremely quiet---also the heat added to the sense of isolation.Would have liked to show them around the Bedford Park neighborhood directly east of there, but not enough time. We returned to Manhattan the same way we came, and I left them off at 191st street station.
Evening: off to Dixon Place for their Little Theater project, four vignettes from works in progress, many of my favorite actresses in these pieces, a little quirky and possibly indulgent (as many of these pieces are) but very well done. Afterwards, waited around at bar for some friends involved. Good conversation with Zoe, Julia  and Hannah---was invited to benefit for Half Straddle next Monday at Joe's pub. Money is tight, but I think I should do it. Left happy with my "adventure" went to la Flaca to watch game, it was early and lots of innings left. Stayed for a few, but loud voices and obnoxious comments, made me want to leave early, so I did.
Tonight, will try to catch the debate, really want to hear what those candidates have to say. Maybe go to Brooklyn to watch it, maybe just hear it on the radio...

Not much to say...

today, but interesting dream last night (let me get it down before I forget it) In the dream, I am awake, remembering a trip to a student's apartment (he is about ten) in a building off a courtyard. Thing is, I am not sure whether this trip was real, or if I dreamed it.  As I like awake( in the dream) I ponder whether the trip was real, or if I dreamed it--look for the mother's name in the address book of my phone book, and still can not find it---have I lost the number for a prospective client who could bring in money for me? (This is still my dream persona talking) wake up---this is reality and go over the contradictions---the dream within the dream---in my dream
Yesterday, after Friends, walked over to Professor Tom's where I watched the KC Houston game. Nice bartender, made me feel welcome---no conversation---place is pretty testosterone heavy (well, what bar that specializes in sports, isn't). After that simply returned home, downstairs neighbor started a mini fire, had to leave apartment, not a major one---spent some time outside talking to neighbors. Went to sleep before Met game started.
Today, ready to party---will probably go to La Flaca and watch some of Met Game with Bobby, know that he is overjoyed. Tomorrow and Monday less clear, but will go to Dixon Place in evening.
That's all for now, brother...

so yesterday....

after good time monitoring the library at Friends, had not heard from my client Lucianna, about working with her son, though she had told me the day before, he had to study for a math test on Friday. Got out at 5, had a pizza slice, walked over to Prelude through vicious 5th avenue foot traffic, and was able to see my friend Sarah's piece (she directed it) and watch one of my favorite actresses, Lucy K, perform. Rest of the cast was good too, ironic, 15 minute piece, will be interesting to see how it develops, should contacct Lucy and Sarah because I left immediately after the second piece. Checked my phone, message from Lucianna, yes, they needed me, but I was on 34th and 5th, and they were on Convent and 140th street. Called, confirmed that I would come, then moved quickly on 35th from 5th to 6th, (endless street, seems to go on forever) and luckily, a D came soon. Made the whole trip to 145th street station in less than one half hour. Amazed that so fatigued, I could do it, but once above ground, walking up to Convent, energy kicked in, I did not even need a coffee. The result: good session with Robert, my student. Once there very relaxed and focused. Robert and Lucianna were glad I made it, left their apartment feeling very fulfilled.
Walked up Convent to 145th, then to Wallace on Broadway between 148th and 149th (across the street from a former student of mine, when I visited her apartment about four or five years ago, could not dream that a bar and bar restaurant for neighborhood upscale people would appear so quickly) . No baseball game on, had a beer and later their incredible frank (called, for some reason, a "basic bitch). Just what I needed, but no real conversation with anyone around me. Left after finishing the frank, returned home, somewhat amazed at the turn of events of the last three hours, fell asleep very quickly.
Today, the library at Friends from 2 to 4:30, then not sure, may return to Preludes for their final day of works in progress, would also like to just disappear and watch baseball playoffs, Options abound (you could say that about the whole weekend), and how it will play it, nobody knows. Will go to Dixon Place on Monday night (that is etched in stone) so will see many of my theater friend there, if I don't see them before. Need to see Cynthia Hopkins' piece at Bushwick at some point, probably won't go tonight; so let the chips fall as they may....

frenetic....

the word that just went through my mind as I began today's blogging. All of a sudden, everything seems to be happening at once----the sessions, tonight's Prelude discussion, the work at Friends tomorrow---plans for the weekend, the Bushwick Starr (will I be there on Friday?)---all kind of appear in a jumble in my mind. Need a little stabilization, cityboy? Probably, but perhaps I have passed the point of no return. Or perhaps not...will have to play it out.
Yesterday evening; Went to Fringe Encore series to see the one woman show, Magdalen, about the brutality of the nuns in Ireland who took in "fallen women" or orphans, and subjected them to a rigorous and cruel discipline. Strong performance from Erin, whom I met three years ago, when the play was at my Fringe venue. Also nice to touch base with Julie, the director, whom I have also not seen in a while. We had a good conversation afterwards, wonder when the next time I will see her.
Erin and I were at the same performance at Jack, a few months back, after saying hello,she referred to me as her "Jack partner". Not exactly accurate, but maybe will see her there at some project in the future. But it was nice to "touch base" with both---since I did not see the piece when it played the Fringe three years ago, glad to have checked it out. It is intense---Erin's many portrayals are very strong. Very focused presentation, gets a little too grim at times--still, good work.
Before the performance got there early (no surprise there) and explored the three blocks south of Houston Street, King, Charlton and Van Dam, that exist between sixth and seventh (sixth is eastern border of the three). Very beautiful brownstones on each block, must cost a fortune now, blocks are very quiet during the evening, creating a beautiful atmosphere with last night's soft weather. Wondered what it would be like if I had found an apartment there in the sixties or seventies, instead of the upper west side. Rents there would have been very cheap at the time (as they were all over Manhattan in the sixties)---could imagine myself still living there now.
After play was over, decided to watch baseball game at Formerly Crow's a low key bar just east of sixth avenue on one of the streets near west 4th. Good call, was able to have a fairly inexpensive portion of guacamole, a few cokes, and watch the game with no difficulty. Don't often think of going there, but should, seems that there is always a place, bartenders are friendly, atmosphere not really conducive to meeting people, but still a good place. May return to watch some more baseball during the coming weeks as the playoffs progress.
Today, after sessions will try to head to Preludes at City College to sit in on discussion about making new theater spaces; something that I have followed very closely in the last few years. Then off to Friends tomorrow afternoon, for library duty.

just got....

the SCRIE application off---envelope kind of crowded with four papers. Hope it gets there okay, could have taken time to find a larger envelope---wanted to get it off, may have missed the correct floor of the building on the address,, but everything else that I wrote is clear, including return address if needed.
Yesterday: After session took a long train ride (with delays) to western edge of Park Slope (third avenue) and went to the meeting for Wycoff Garden residents concerning new buildings that will be built on the project land. Stayed for about an hour, many residents had complaints that were not associated with the new building---info about building really nothing new, NYCHA representatives insisted that they wanted to give the Wycoff Garden residents a "place at the table" as they built their plans. Residents suspicious, of course, though they were promised that there would be no evictions and that older project residents and disabled residents would be protected. I left before it was over, probably wished for more content, ultimately the discussion centered on about two or three points and once they were over, mainly repetitive statements abounded. As an outsider, it was hard to get involved, nice to see so many people from the project at the meeting (one of the reasons that I came was because there was fear that not enough people would bet there) but the place was totally packed.
Left, and as I walked toward third avenue (once a forgotten avenue on the cusp of Park Slope, but now something totally different) five or six black men, kind of drunk were rapping, crossed them, found myself face to face with a luxury apartment house, complete with a doorman, less than a block away. Brownstones between fourth and third also looked lovely, wonder if they were always this way. Walked back to subway, took R three stops to Prospect and walked from fourth avenue to fifth (a really long block by the way) and headed to Freddys where I ate supper. Bar was essentially quiet, not much contact, kind of a void for me, could have stayed for comics afterwards in back room, but too long a wait. Like the bar, but not much happens to me each time I go there--next door is South, a more upscale bar and restaurant, where Rosie Schaap, the writer sometimes bartends. Would I be more comfortable there? Looked like a younger hip crowd, Freddys still attracts the wizened intellectuals that somehow have remained in Park Slope.
After I left, walked up fifth avenue to ninth street. In those eight blocks, must have come across 10 bars (I won't name them all here). Enjoyed looking in on them, thought of a kind of adventure, a week in which I would try all of them. Still, this is only one of a group of bars that consume Brooklyn and parts of Manhattan. Nevertheless, felt alive and adventurous as I walked down the street. Will that crawl every come to be...? Who knows.
Tonight, will see Magdelen at Fringe Encores, the play my friend Erin is appearing in, afterwards, if I don't hang out with her or her director (possible but not probable) will probably find a bar where I can watch the Yankee playoff game, probably Broome Street bar, since it is very close to the Soho Playhouse. Other choices...? Tune in tomorrow...?

so what....

happened on Saturday after blogging at library.
Interjection: just read a really good New Yorker article by Jennifer Gonnerman about gang violence at the two projects, the Manhattanville and Grant that face each other across 125th street. Filled with compassion and admiration for the father of "Chicken"(who was the victim of a murder at Grant two years ago) and others helping to de-escalate the meaningless violence there.
Saturday, continued, after returning home, embarked for the Public at around 4:45, hoping to be rewarded at 6 with a rush ticket to Barbecue. Alas, twas not to be: I arrived, look for rush line (there wasn't any) and was told by the box office that this performance was sold out. So much for that, now a dilemma: what to do and where to go. First choice was the movie Mississippi Grind at the Angelica. But there was a two hour wait. Somehow managed to fill up the two hour time and did see the movie. It is a grim but very realistic portrait of two highly addicted gamblers. Both are shown as complete obsessives---they live in a closed world. At the end, after some brutal losses, they score an enormous win, but does that really change anything. These two guys are locked in two gambling, seemingly forever. The pace or tone of the movie remains the same during the movie's two hour duration, so some times it seems it is just going over the same territory again, but I had to admire its toughness and honesty.
Pretty tired after that, decided not to hang out, simply returned home, ate lightly and went to bed.
Sunday: must be seen as a walk day---lots of walking in the brisk autumn air which for about three hours in the afternoon, turned summary again.
First walk---Wycoff_Myrtel to Wycoff Jefferson and Cobra. L train somehow became an express, skipped Jefferson, where Cobra is, and went all the way to Myrtle. A west bound train was waiting to take us all back to the stops that were missed, but I opted instead to walk to Cobra. Interesting walk, Wycoff Avenue was very quiet. Arrived at Cobra sooner than I expected, had my coffee and very rich donut---watched football for about an hour, good conversation with Jessie, a young man who had just arrived in Bushwick from California.gave him some bar hints---donut was so rich, I had to leave and walk again. Would have liked to remain the whole day in Bushwick and environs, but had committed to a Fringe Encore musical, which necessitated a return to Manhattan. But decided to walk up Saint Nicholas Avenue, all the way to Myrtle.A really interesting walk, that avenue, so close where Brooklyn becomes Queens had a very placid feel to it. Wonder if during the "crack" days of the eighties and early nineties, whether that avenue was an oasis of calm, or something else, Have to ask Flaco, or one of the other Bushwick natives I am familiar with.
Took L to Third Avenue, then walked down third to Houston, stopped off briefly in Housing Works bookstore, and then walked west to Van Dam street to Soho Playhouse where the project I was planning to see was playing. No trouble getting in, the trouble was the musical, some talent there, but desperately needed another "eye" and certain scenes were endless. As I was leaving, ran into Erin who is doing a one woman show also at Encore series. At one point, I planned on seeing her show as well, but was far too tired from the first, told her I would be at one of her other performances, I am tentatively plan to make Tuesday's performance. She seemed happy that I was going to be there.
Finally stopped off at my friend Fran's old haunt, Boome Street Bar. Have not been there for a while, prices have gone up, but staff was very nice.Sat at bar, watched some of football game, no really good conversation, which is what I had hoped for.That is the problem with "arbitrary" bars; you have to run the risk of being isolated. Nevertheless, it was a good choice, liked the food and ambiance, should return. After walking up to Houston Street and west to Varick, returned home and slept very soon.

mid Saturday blahs.....

well, maybe that is because the last 48 hours have been filled with excitement. Need to calm down. No "must" play, movie, opera or ballet to see this evening (though I think I will try to get a rush ticket for Barbecue at the Public) as I try to assess what has happened in the last two days.
Thursday night: Longish meeting at BAN, plans being made for next event, and statements evaluating the last event. I was tired, thought the meeting went on to long, but learned some interesting facts: for instance, some of the participants at the meeting are part of copwatch in east Harlem, which monitors how police treat the homeless people who stay in that area, in light of the recent pressure put on Di Blasio to solve the homeless problem. They are on duty from 1 to 5 A.M.
Also, there is a petition being signed as we speak relating to the meeting at the "white" houses on Third Avenue (Brooklyn)  having a much fuller say re the proposed half market rate, half affordable housing that it being planned for their parking lot. Thought I might participate in that, but events of the past day have made that impossible. Still might attend the meeting on the 5th; have to speak to Mike H to find out if I am needed.
Friday, woke up wondering when the next job at Friends would be, by noon I was overwhelmed with choices as Constance informed me that afternoon librarian had experienced a crisis, and would be forced to leave. Many choices to work, I picked a few of them; now at least I know I will be there on Thursday and Friday. Feel good about that.
Yesterday night, in addition to the brutal cold that slashed through my large windows, fuse seemed to blow, leaving me with just two outlets, from which, luckily, on could run my two heaters (Con Edison bill going up!) Kept me very uncomfortable for the evening through next morning, in addition to the cold. Handyman came earlier today, showed me that the circuit breakers were just in the wrong place, was that all...? Anyway, fixed now, but still this evening will have to contend with the cold. Many layers of clothes and the heaters, still should be freezing, but at least will have all my lights.
Thinking about seeing a late movie, so that way I don't have that much time in the house, of course could also hang out at one of my bars till late. Option,possibly to be explored.
So here I am---tomorrow may try to see two Fringe Encore plays, will keep you informed...

nice day....

at Friends, yesterday, two good sessions with the eighth grade; really building (or perhaps already have built) a wonderful rapport with them. Other things not so wonderful---well, we will not talk about that now, as things could change at any moment. Wonder how the weather will effect the school being opened next week. Might be nothing, or might be stranded in my apartment. Better get some really good books to read, if we are going to battle down the hatches. have one, already, Katrina After the Flood, by Gary Rivlin---so far very sharp, readable, observant picture of aftermath of Katrina in New Orleans.  Still lots of book to go. Might bring something else to complement that, if needed, not sure what. Might want to read Reynold Levy's book about the re-making of Lincoln Center, under his tenure as Chairman of its Board (I am at the Lincoln Center Library now, using one of its computers) or perhaps something else. Or maybe Joaquin will miss us, and life will simply go on as usual.
Not much after tutoring, returned home and mostly rested.
Tonight, the first meeting of BAN after the rally on the 17th.  Should be interesting, The weekend, very up in the air. Should see two Fringe Encores on Sunday, but the rest of the weekend---well, so many choices, my friend Ellie is directing a piece at the outdoor festival sponsored by En Garde Arts. Should check that also, also the Met, also about three or four off Broadway productions that seem interesting, or that have friends of mine in it. Also the weather.
Should return to e-mail and right not contact Leah J from Friends and said friend Ellie. Will see how all this comes out....