a little more relaxed today.....

as I write this, still have not determined if I will flyer for Sunday this evening around Eastern Parkway. (could also do it tomorrow evening as well). But the plan is to some point head to brooklyn, to at least deposit some of these flyers with stores that might want them. So this evening (this afternoon, really) exists in a blur----maybe I will hit a museum---and then head to Brooklyn.
No teaching today---tomorrow is going to be real hot, so will the weekend, so that should be taken into account as well. Have finished Middlemarch---also just ended the bio of Kenneth Tynan (glad I read it---he was a real dynamo, but also lost in his own ego) and am "stuck" with Charyn's short story collection---he is fun to read and his Bronx references resonate with me, but there is not a lot of differences in the stories--one sometimes feels like he is pulling off a trick that is easy for him with this collection, not digging deep enough to make each story telling in itself.
Yesterday evening, went to Burp Castle in search of Erin, my bartender friend in the hope of depositing some flyers for Sunday's forum with her, but she was not at the place. Could have stayed at burp and just had a beer---group that was there looked like an interesting bunch, but instead hustled myself next door to the more familiar (and much more masculine) Standings. Watched most of the Yankee-Oriole game and the Giant-Red Sox slugfest there--bartender Sam knows me and is very friendly--most of the time I was alone, but actually had a very interesting conversation with the two Red Sox fans sitting next to me towards the end of my stay. Very satisfying. But it was time to go---then what? I quickly got hungry---did not just want another pizza, but to eat--where? Walked up second to 14th, then east to first, thought that I would explore first avenue corridor going south from 14th street. Interesting walk, but no where to eat---finally decided on the greek diner (one of the few left) on 23rd and 2nd---a very dependable place with good service. Had my blt there and proceeded home. Pretty tired and went to sleep quickly, but up in the middle of the night, with my usual restlessness---a harsh sense of being alone----which of course subsided once the morning began.
 Plan for tonight: I must do something "different". Which means what? Go to a bar or restaurant that I have never been to, (how about the one on 5th and 23rd in the south slope)---do something to challenge the "nonrmalcy" of the baseball bars that I attend. That is the plan, I think I have to push myself a little bit to move out of my generalized "relaxed" spots. If not the bar I suggested above, maybe one of the Clinton Hill or Bed Stuy ones that I have often passed.
That is all for now, will report how all this turned out on tomorrow's blog.