still no finish....

to that scene that I wrote yesterday called "dialogue" ---seem blocked by it now, maybe return to it later.
Yesterday; after session, took B train out to Cortelyou Road library to work on posters with the BAN group for Saturday's march. Late but glad that I came. Will go to press conference tomorrow--about not having a permit for Saturday's march. Nervous...? Perhaps---but must go---will not be on the march Saturday as the Fringe is happening and I must be there all weekend. Also will miss conference on gentrification at Mayday Space a week from Saturday---that I really would have liked to attend---any possibility I could get a day off from Fringe? I have never taken one in the past (we are talking nine years here) but this is the first year that my job there goes right through the 16 days, without a break.
Still a lot of questions about Fringe organization and how the changes will be handled---weekend should be full of revelations---and hopefully not a lot of problems.
Last night---on way to library, got off the B at Church---walked the three blocks to Cortelyou down Argyle Road---the houses on the first block---between Church and Albermarle are utterly amazing. Walking down that street, and also the one between Berverly Road and Albemarle, one experiences an almost suburban removal of life. Architecture on that street is totally amazing. A world unto itself.
After the meeting, spent time on Cortelyou between Coney Island Avenue and the subway. Totally diverse neighborhood---all sorts of people and colors--wandered down one of the blocks, south of Cortelyou---apartment houses---people outside, felt very at home. But did not find a bar that I wanted to enter, so took the Q back to 7th Avenue stop, went to Plan B--the sports bar on Vanderbuilt, closest to Eastern Parkway---okay time there, watched both ball games, listened as the woman sitting at the bar in front of me bitched about her roommate situation. Finally left---walked north on Vanderbuilt to Fulton, then west on Fulton to Nevins on the 2 and 3. Long walk but my body could handle it. On the train back started to read Modiano's short novel a second time, may be more interesting this time. Returned home and slept, as usual awoke early---went down to Union Square to pick up Fringe brochure and grid---probably that is why I am tired now. Should try to see Richard's performance at Geffen tonight, also visit the twins at Lansdowne Road---not sure how many of these things I will get to.
That's about it---continue to be haunted by Brooklyn streets---wonder how the Fringe will deal with what they have set up the first weekend---we will see.