I am in...

the picture on Brokelyn that was taken Tuesday morning, around 8, when I was one of the earliest arrivals at the protest. Not one of the greatest pictures of me, not what I like to think of myself physically, but just will have to deal with it. Picture on my Friends Seminary identity mark is much better. Yesterday, looked in library mirror and liked what I saw, nevertheless, disappointed in picture, oh well, let's drop it and get on to other stuff that is more important.
Feeling better this morning, had a good session with one of my students, realize how much I really enjoy working with children, maybe Saturday morning energy has a lot to do with it, feel like I could have four more sessions, unlike during the week, when, even if I don't sub at Friends, I seem to be tired after one. (There may be other reasons for that---atmosphere at Hamilton Grange library is very warm, sucks the blood out of one). Anyway, feeling quite rejuvenated, in spite of problems mentioned yesterday.
Yesterday evening, went to Burp Castle as planned, finally got a chance to talk with Erin (previously mentioned in this blog as Megan) amazed that she had no inkling of Tuesday's past protest. She lives in Bushwick where the us  a lot of anti-gentrification action, nevertheless she was unaware. Had an nice conversation with her and some bar patrons, she mentioned she has a new boy friend, described him to me---how did that make me feel?  Somewhat alone, after bar visit went to Fresca, where I convinced myself that I needed a gelato scoop, did I really..? Anyway, it was good, love the stratciatella, but possibly was not needed. Walked up a crowded (actually very crowded) second avenue to 14th where I grabbed a crosstown bus that took me to seventh avenue and the subway home.
Reading an anthology of short stories  part of Pushcart best of small presses, two rather muted but interesting pieces so far..Also have read two early stories by Capote, they are somewhat rudimentary, but still have great eye for detail. Will continue reading some of them. Feel much more in a short story,rather than novel zone at this point in time, need the conciseness, don't want to deal with the long continuity.
Tonight, two choices: immigrant stories at Bronx Documentary Center, have not been there in a while, should go, and it is free, or possibly Catch at Invisible Dog, where my friends Michael and Abby are trying out a short piece. Last Catch I went to in April of 2014, I was disappointed in the vision and work, and also my relations with my friends there was brief. Probably should go to Bronx Doc, the seriousness of the stories appeals to me, and Catch can be awfully superficial. Then can hang out some place, (maybe Dive Bar, where I had a real good time last Saturday) either in Manhattan or Brooklyn.
Tomorrow, not sure, might be nice to have a "wandering" day throughout Brooklyn, just sit back and relax and watch some football in a quiet bar.. Well, will let you know...