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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.