so, it happened, and now...

on Saturday morning, I am exhausted from the last two days. First New Year's Eve, probably the best in a long time, I did go somewhere---first South Fourth Street Bar, and though it took a little time, things got heated up--had one very meaningful encounter with a woman visiting from Australia---very important for me at this time---but then, on to La Flaca---where 2015 came to and end and 2016 began. Everyone very friendly there, Bobby, the owner will this summer have been my friend for 16 years (amazing!) and others, servers, bar people and guests whom I have gotten to know in the past few years were really nice. Returned home with somewhat of a "new vision" of myself.
  Yesterday, the first, spent the afternoon at the Singer's party---something that I have done for the past few years, has become a fun habit, even if I do eat much to much. Lots of good conversation on many topics, happy to talk Brooklyn politics with several people there, some theater talk as well. Interesting, two of the guests are Park Slope homeowner, now grandparents, both bought their homes in the late seventies and thereabouts, of course the value of their homes have exploded. As one was saying, "nobody expected this explosion to happen". Interesting stories on how sixth street near sixth avenue in the late seventies was extremely "iffy" Oh well, that is the story, none of us predicted it---now, how do we make our way out of this "mess". (Depending, of course on who your are). At any rate, good conversation continued until I left, then had to see one more Sirk film, arrived at Walter Reade just in time. The movie was "The French Thing", or something like that---a slight but charming film with a very tart screenplay, and great performances from Don Ameche (remember him) Dorothy Lamour, Willard Parker and others. Something to be said for the way they made films in the forties and fifties; tremendously stylized but the bottom line was that they were all about creating illusion---that's why the camera angles were so inventive. Still, not a very deep experience but a good time passer---might see another tonight, but not particularly motivated to do so; if I do it will just be to throw away some time.
Tomorrow, some sessions and a birthday party, my good friend Michael at a restaurant in DUMBO; tonight, not sure, will depend on how I feel, not as much work today as expected, will play it by ear, might be fun to visit The Dive Bar on 96street--that place is getting friendlier and friendlier.
  Will report back on Monday or soon after..