today is the....

day of all days, the day that we single people dread, the day you have to be SOMEWHERE---New Year's Eve. Yet despite a little sadness in the early morning after waking, as I sit here in the library, I am feeling very invigorated. Just went through schedules of COIL, American Realness, and Under the Radar, trying to at least look at the schedules of what I want to see---trying to balance that out with the possible subbing and tutoring that I will have during that time. It is going to be intense! Also, your banana bag people are doing something at Bushwick---friend Sarah is involved with something happening at Abrons (after Realness festival) dealing with Mourning Becomes Elektra, and just got invited to another project at Dixon Place. Would also like to see what The Changeling is and also possibly (but not probably) King Charles III. (Don't bet on it!) So things are moving along, just have to get through this evening. Just found out that two very good friends will be bartending at South Fourth after 9, and then at some point will visit Bobby and the group at La Flaca. Lots of unknowns here, could be an interesting group of people at the bars, but then again, could not, and cityboy, you know you get bored very easily. Can't go to a coffee shop and read on New Year's Eve, can you (well, I guess you can, but will there even be one open?) Well, let's let the day speak for itself.
Last night, after sessions, returned home, went to Lincoln Center---would have liked to have seen a Sirk film, but arrived a little late for one and did not want to spend two hours waiting for the next, so I got a ticket to the Mizoguchi film, had only seen Sansho the Bailiff, a magnificent film, about 44 years ago (Richard Goode, my friend, recommended it to me and my then girl friend Susan and I saw it at the New Yorker).
This film far more staid and controlled---I found myself outside of it for most of the time, respected it but not very involved, it killed time, but not much else. Actually left about 15 minutes before the film ended.
Tired, went home and right to sleep.
Will finish at 2, not sure what happens between then and arrival in Williamsburg in the evening. May walk around possibly visit the Heights, a place I do not go to often. Something else may evolve. will report on this and tomorrow's party at the Singer's on Saturday.